S.P.I.E.S *
Ah my soul, this day
you walk the Spirit’s path.
Breath itself brings
fullness to Creator’s gift.
Calm, vibrant, serene
steps toward love’s bath,
Wholeness,
completion, inclusion, Christ healed rift.
Container of
sensation, holder of sentient thought,
My bark lightly
running along life’s shifting sea,
Constant your
reminder of past battles fought
This moment brings
joy, all parts add up to be.
An idea bubbles into
being, a thought finds a niche.
A string of phrases
makes a sentence formed well.
Wonder accompanies
notion weak, desultory or rich.
Self-edit, a constant
practice, final product does tell.
Heart talk brings out
the passion of this moment.
Emotions’ full
palette, soft glowing hues, bold strokes.
Content for ideas,
substantial as a sail grommet,
Once shared, bond in
time, friends from lonely blokes.
Motley, earthy, kindly,
coarse, relations become our self.
Trusted, flippant,
momentary, decades long, our context true.
Born into, negotiated
for, lived among, more on life’s shelf.
Engage those afar,
close by, real moments are few.
Five containers together
strung, order’s up to you.
Attended faithfully
with intentional regard, will guide.
Creator seems
interested in all not just the few.
Love, truth, justice,
healthy wealth, hopefulness abide.
Individual make-up
ever constructed with these blocks.
Relational reality
includes something of these five.
Important
considerations each area in our daily walks.
Useful categories as
wholeness, wellness, we strive.
Contemplation best
brings a supple movement to the day.
Intentionality
doesn’t bind or make self-conscious every move.
Spirit freely guides,
precocious, child-like, along the way.
For the nonce let us
find the dance, find our groove.
The Rev. Ronald Allen Melver, M.Div.
31 August 2012
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(Spiritual. Physical. Intellectual. Emotional.
Social/Cultural)
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