Wednesday, February 1, 2017

stones

We have Christ's mind--we shut it up in a box.
Made a test for the rest--is their doctrine pure?

(Do we even understand what it means any more--
or what do we think the traditions are for?)

We preached the whole counsel but we slid over James
(an epistle of straw-- he went up in flames)

We didn't like listening. We didn't like weeping.
So we hugged our own selves when we felt we were suffering

and kissed our own boo boos. We sat still in our pews
and lived quiet lives.

The world hated you,
unbearable Love,
and it casts its stones at us--

Are the stones true?

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