Go lightly!
Smooth and easy
loving is what you need.
Go lightly!
Smooth and easy
loving is what you need.
Having failed to wrap up the past,
God saddles us
with the present and future as well!
Sticking ticking seconds in our craw
How would and when proud
astride the wind you go?
With beauty and time you never know.
Our living is dying. God made it so.
I dreamed I was dead
and woke and was not.
Whose time is this time?
How much have I got?
We could throw away all the clocks
and move freely through time,
get ahead of our sufferings
and swerve round them,
circle back and laugh.
Impotent suffering.
Fool.
But wouldn’t we then, even then
carry inside what we’d lost
and know it
and die?
None of the minutes match.
My love has held nothing in place –
and has itself, some of it, gone
to where love and time decompose
in a field of stars and glass.
How wonderfully wearies the Lord
the ego, filing countersuit
after countersuit
against our vanity, depleting
with blemishes and disappointment
our reserve of can-do and
will-do – Oh I’ll get this
and I’ll get her, I will and
I will – taking His time
(He’s got all the time in the world)
while we chase our crooked schemes
of self-help and maintenance.
He reminds us we’ve better things to do,
but we don’t hear because our eyes
are fixed on our face
going up in wrinkles.