A week – a month to forget.
two days of sunshine and celebration
midst rain – grey, drizzly dampness
The citizens, visibly affected,
don plastic coats and rubber boots,
pretending this is just
a dismal spring extended.
This malaise runs deeper
than an atmospheric anomaly.
Our very souls are soggy;
sapped of any spirit
by the effort of existing in the dark.
writing from an appropriately dry distance,
provides the heat required to dry our dismal days.
“Get along! Practice perfection!
Live in LOVE for Loves own sake!”
Paul urges his unknown audience
to live in Spirit’s power
in spite of dull and daunting days.
So let’s live, damnit!
Live in love, and let the Spirit
move us in ways that transform and terrify.
Live to serve and honour God,
and never mind your power plays –
endless games of
and wend your way
toward peace in the presence of Peace.
Let Paul rest his pen
and play the pleased patriarch
as slowly we savour the Saviour’s legacy.
June 16, 2011 – J.R. Lackie