Robed In Jealousy
How many colors in jealousy?
The participants - a favorite child,
parents, and a rainbow of siblings.
The lining feels good and comfortable
for the swaddled tale bearer, enough so
the dreamer dreams of being in charge,
though being the littlest lamb.
Out in the deep, dark woods where witches
build candyland and wolves in sheep’s clothing
watch with ravenous eyes for the innocent,
a child strolls on the red carpet,
listening and watching for misbehavior
so he can run away to daddy
who will set straight the miscreants.
A falling away of a robe, a pretty handmade coat -
in his underclothes and in too far deep
his mood is angry and shocked.
He knew they would pull him out.
He thinks, “Boy, they’ll get it good
this time.” ………..
confused, they’ve thrown him at strangers,
and away he goes. He can’t wrap his mind
around the impertinence. He’s shaking…
He’s scared. He’s driven so far from home.
But his faith is his fuel in his belly. His wake
cannot happen with no body.
No one is jealous of him in this caravan.
However the one true God is jealous for him
and has a plan…a precious plan…
It is a plan of reconciliation. It is a story
of salvation. Dreams do come true.
3/19/2023
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