I have a list, Lord:
war,
political hostility,
ugly public discourse,
lies upon lies upon lies,
greed, graft and corruption,
the brutal and cruel treatment
of human beings,
contempt for the poor...
I have a list, Lord,
of so many reasons
to ignore and miss the glory,
the warmth and beauty,
the sweaty, seductive summer
who wants so much
to have her way with us
in a shady grove
you've provided,
a gift of your pure grace...
I can't let go the list, Lord,
I can't deny, can't pretend away
the wounds on your body,
our body,
the wounds you gently tend
with sweet anointings
of your Spirit
in a hidden leafy grove
where summer, like a siren,
warmly bids us come...
Amen.
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