Monday 25 April 2022

The Scenic Route

 

It seems so long ago

it was family

and kingdom

and God

to which we gave our lives.

 

Now we live for heart.

 

It sounds so nice: ‘the heart’.

 

But many things can sound

so nice.

 

In any case,

the heart of which we speak

can’t

be seen. Much like God.

 

And yet the heart is what I walk with.

I haven’t God,

I’ve only heart

—my only sword and shield

on a road our generation took

of buried god

and awkward heart.  

 

So what to do but hope

it’s just the scenic route

to a better grasp

of both.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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