I hope the
Maker takes the total sum of my love
all the
sunsets and sunrises
all the kisses
and caresses
all the graces
given and received
every single
breathless moment that couldn’t last
distilled into
this one wise wish
Take all that
love summed up
and divide it
into a zillion bits
and send that
love on angel wings
to those who need
it most today
Whoever’s lost
hope
whoever’s lost
love
whoever’s
looking
Send it where
there’s hurt
and pain too
great to bear
Send it where
there’s hate
and envy’s
bitter sting.
Where fear
eats away
the soul that
satisfies.
Where
blindness keeps
the slave from
risking freedom.
Where greed
sucks power, priviledge and pride
into the black
hole’s ever-hungry abyss
give just the
tiniest bit
to transform
those who think they need so much more
and give most
of it
to them that
want so little
What would I
do with all that love
now that I’m
done doing?
What would I
keep for me
now that all my
weighty worries
have turned to
smoke?
When “I” am no
longer me
When I can no
longer hold and show and tell what’s mine
then take
what’s made me strong
what’s healed
me, taught me, caught me
and pass it on
Lord knows
where.
That’s good
enough for me.
I don’t need
no heaven now,
cause I’ve
known it all along
but only
finally seen
that it’s in
the giving
where we get
all we need
at last
June 29, 2013
from Mark’s visit about his wife Laura
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