spotlit poems . . . iii & vii (’19)

iii

Oh Word, protect me from the words
of those so sure of your sense
to claim their limited vocabulary
your State, not the great unboundariedness

vii

it’s obvious that i must turn to love
which brings a question — where to go
which brings a question in itself
solution sighted – on we go!

———

there must be an angel sitting near
unseen
holding dear all that we are letting go
careless carriers of our load

A. H / K. H-H (4th February & 18th March 2019)

a double helping with a spiritual theme at this time of year, i’m not sure these go together like this, but let’s see.

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