wrapped in clouds
I woke up with thoughts like this
Never miss a opportunity to give pleasure to someone else
Where is the face I had before the world was made?
just below the surface of my wearing skin is so much joyous future waiting to be lived
I wrote a thought below your name, which is tattooed on this heart of mine
Greater than happiness is holiness –
You could not help me with either of the preceding < or > desires
Some Temples are built without a stone put together
God is found where two or three sit around a round kitchen table holding hands cupped to collect falling tears
How much research will it take to release the pain in my shoulders?
Poems and prose are witnesses leading to a mapped blueprint of recovery
If I build a house what will the front door look like?
Be still for a long minute
then hold the beat one second longer
Welcome home
❤️
Amy Lloyd
You are built together spiritually
into a dwelling place for God.
—Ephesians 2.22
Tourists come to admire the temple,
to take pictures and buy mementos,
but it’s not on their maps.
Pilgrims come seeking
their separate peace in it,
but they they can’t find it.
Eventually the army arrives,
ordered to destroy the temple,
but it has vanished.
It isn’t here, or there,
it isn’t in a place,
it isn’t a thing.
It is empty space.
It is the love between us.
It is not something that “is,”
but something that happens.
Like gravity that exists
only between objects in space,
the dwelling place of God
exists only in the love
we hold between us.
It is eternal.
When we enter that holy space
among us
which God creates
we enter God,
and nothing can remove us.
In the cool of the sanctuary
we listen to the music
and we breathe.
__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net
No one told me
it would be like this—
how growing older
is another passage
of discovery
and that aging is one
grand transformation,
and if some things
become lost along the way,
many other means show up
to bring me closer
to the center of my heart.
No one ever told me
if whatever wonder
waits ahead
is in another realm
and outside of time.
But the amazement, I found,
is that the disconcerting things
in the here and now
that I stumble
and trip my way
through, also
guides me
gracefully
home.
And no one told me
I would ever see
an earth so strong
and fragile, or
a world so sad
and beautiful.
And I surely
didn’t know
I had
all this life
yet in me
or such fire
inside my
bones.
🔥
Susan Frybort
life: acoustic & amplified 