a ppalling life: intimacy

2022-02-26

O God you're true, if every man's a liar*.

You keep your word, you're faithful, you uphold

the universe. Your word moves, to inspire,

to give to others "being", which is gold.

At least one set of be-ings I've met would

be given more by you, if they'd receive

and grow this gift (in partnership with Good) -

the promise of "much more", if they'd believe…

They'd have to let this God lead on, and go

for walks with him to share his kind of life

& love with him it sounds a "steal" I know,

but having children is his big deligh!t.

And raising kids from cell to woman/ man -

that's what you'd spend your life, and word, and breath

on doing - this not only 'coz you can,

you love it, and would do it to your death -

but since your life was here before all things,

and death is a late-comer to your show

(brought by the very ones you gave being

so you could raise them more). I think I know!

You'll do away with Death. Wow, what a step

it seems to us, since death is our "sure thing".

The possibilities have shifted, leapt

bounced forward, if you're the Dad, who sings

sweet songs to get inside our hearts and hopes,

while we're still in this womb world, & can't see

your face at all, and though we're small, and dopes,

you understand, and love. Please walk with me!

* responsive love conceived this line of thought..

The troubadour announced it and explained

to folk who knew some literature by heart

(from it analogies were drawn, and tamed)

his reasoning was teamed, right at the start,

with a responsive love, that won't coerce,

but lets folk come on close, though they're corrupt,

in order to spread more & to disperse

the seeds of this good life, till they erupt -

as they are wont to do. Creative life

has magic in it deeper than just spells.

That word which you have heard around is rife

and works still 'coz it sits, it hears, and dwells.

a ppalling life