Saturday, July 3, 2010

Surrender


Joseph is back.
And if you don't feel in yourself
the freshness of Joseph,
be Jacob.

Weep, and then smile.
Do not pretend to know something
you have not experienced.

There is a necessary dying,
and then Jesus is breathing again.

Very little grows on jagged rock.
Be ground. Be crumbled,
so wildflowers will come up
where you are.

You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different. Surrender.
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2 comments:

  1. whoJuly 3, 2010 at 11:29 PM

    Have you been reading "for the record"

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  2. UnknownApril 4, 2018 at 12:55 AM

    Every time I read this poem, I feel.a stirring in my spirit. Love this forever.

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