Love Awaits
Gently,
the breeze
as the tempest awaits
the Divinities and the fates
prophecy says
the future instead
and the hearts and the head
feel, think, want
blinded, subjected, daunt
the day
the way
the fey
the may
to quote Thor, "I say thee, nay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"I wanna be me!
thee? we? to be? or not?
gently, we move and have our being
in the eye of God above
love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love
gently, Love
between me, and we
you and me
and nothing else
gently, the breeze
as the tempest awaits
the hate. fate.
gently Love Awaits
( the world is fallen, but still worthy of Gods Love, as are we. i just read the Rev. Desmond
Tutu, of Capetown writing about a word, or concept in his culture known as "ubuntu", which
is defined as "me, we"
the interelatedness of all poeple, respect for others, our dependance on each other, for
even ourselves to be "human", the bad guys need us to teach them love, forgiveness, and
respect, by showing them. And then, eventually, however many generations later, they may
be worthy of it, and their own. The reference was to Aparteid(?) in South Africa, but has
meaning in all human relationships. my bible says "Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord." I
can forgive. and love, or at least be willing to, and have respect for all people who haven't
effed me over "yet", and then i can forgive, i suppose. Only if i am "me". is "ubuntu"
possible. i also read a poet on this site write that Jesus was murdered on that cross because
of FEAR of the power of His love. never really thought about that before, but God is love,
and that is the true basis of power, of strength, of society, civilization, family, governments(
if they're any good), and all the things that make anybody or thing great, and a good idea,
or enjoyable, or worth our time. deep thoughts, scary even, but i am not scared of love, or
Love! ubuntu wasn't a reference to something dangerous, only respectable, and respecting.
This is a fallen world. mostly, all the wrong things are respected, in my humble opinion.
love, love, love, love, love, love, love, and then there's Love!
hate? poor insipid little thing. dooooooooooommmmmmmmmmeeeed!
i so try not to.
some people don't make it to easy, though.
ubuntu, ubuntu,ubuntu, ubuntu,ubuntu, ubuntu, ubunutu
i have a dream,
!
with apologies to the Rev, Martin Luther King Jr., i aint a plagerist either!
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