Heartfullness
Psalm 119.10
Quietly step into the
center of your soul.
Physical movement
might be a distraction.
Hold time as
ephemeral mercury in a bowl.
This moment caught,
of history a fraction.
Truly holy, come with
open mind, hand.
Breaths gently open
as body needs.
Ideas cease to race,
slow to grains of sand.
Spirit blows softly
bending life’s reeds.
Now, in this amazing
chamber, joy lifts its’ note.
No longer do the
stresses discordant thrill.
Soul hum rises from
Creator’s loving throat.
Word Become Flesh
crosses over the sill.
No thirsts unslaked
in this verdant place.
Abundance, too little
a word, fills all.
Creator adjoins the
created as one race.
Spirit executes sweet
justice post fall.
Δύναμις*, power, pulses
in this room.
No resource lacking,
possibility grips full.
Blessings uncounted
sit next the loom.
Life’s luxurious
nutmeat inside cracked hull.
Cosmos built from
such simple blocks of life.
Each element valued
by Creator without reserve.
We, reflecting the
Image, still choose strife.
Freedom strays us
rather than steels faith’s nerve.
From Cross vantage,
Savior reminds our fate.
“Father, they know
not what they do!” He prays.
His heart wide open,
held by nails on this date.
Our consequence
absolved never Fathers’ will betrays.
Thus our Lord bids us
enter, no price will be charged.
Our baptismal essence
allows wholeness to be.
By grace’s presence
each person ‘twill be enlarged.
Eternal life found
now as the next step we see.
The Rev. Ronald Allen Melver
29 January 2013
*Δύναμις: Dinamis: Greek
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