We’ll fail and fail and fail again!
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Prayer of one who could be me and sometimes is
You have pierced me with your dagger
and crushed me with your stone.
Red and dry blood dust am I –
powder of the wretched,
powder in the wind!
Adam to God
Let me be the first
to blame you
for what I have done
The wind sticks to the plan
Yeah, well. I’m not sure there was
much of a plan. Maybe just a
direction – or an earnest hope.
And you know how the wind is.
How is it that not every song has been written?
Aren’t there only so many notes?
Midnight longing to do the will of God
My heart swells
like a piece of ripe fruit.
It splits like a lip
How God is kept in the cold
No door was open
for no thought
was given you.
And for whyever
that was,
I apologize.
To the Spiritual Ranger
Love can be the force field
in front of you
and prayer the
supply chain at the back
Conclusions drawn about the tragic shortsightedness of others / Insufficient attention given to my own
Yes, again.
Nights of faith
Well, you have your pillow of stone and
the hip thrown out,
the light in Antony’s cave,
Joseph’s twisting,
Joan’s gloaming,
and a river flowing past
the dead in the ground.
