With fustigation to amelioration
We are led by The Law to The Gospel
And in turn The Gospel demands we keep The Law
No epistle of straw, there’s room in the hostel
(Because God’s style to the world is hostile)
We are led by the Spirit
To learn to endear it
Endear what? Is a sinful recitation
Learning to serve others in convocation
(God calls us and overhauls us
Whether one by one and together)
How do we inherit eternal life?
By loving our neighbor as serving kin
Who is our neighbor?
The one without (as in not having and not within)
The fustigation of Jesus Christ
Begs our amelioration of a fustigated life
And if a cruciform life is led
There must be blood, sweat and tears shed in stead
(Or instead of the evil in tow as is led here below)
Life is hard, there’s no doubt about it
Jesus’ words touted and shouted from the Cross
But serendipitously (and graciously)
When we lose, we don’t count it as loss
Are you willing to look like a hypocrite to the world without?
Are you willing to look at the hypocrite within?
(As He lived and then hung betwixt two of us)
Jesus took on this struggle without committing a sin
Aggrandizement kissed Aggression ~
Amelioration sat out the dance
I look in the mirror and say,
‘Show me that I’m not unloveable.
I want tabula rosa,
to stop thinking I’m so unloveable.
Amelioration of my own view
is the first step to letting it flow inside.
Allow transformation to unfetter
a smile or a touch.
Samsara starts as the decrepit feed soil
that becomes fuel for rejuvenescence.
Relinquish control to the divine,
sit back let your soul shine. ‘
Amelioration of my own view
begins right now, it starts today.
‘I know now I am not unloveable.’
I look in the mirror and slay.
Don't leave lovers to tomorrow
Let these moments speak of your affection
Your wish to show until you visit avocado
May be too late an amelioration
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The needle slips beneath the silk again~
perfection demands no frayed edge, no trembling stitch.
Each thread pulled taut as a guillotine wire,
each knot a universe compressed to flawless geometry.
This blessing: the tapestry shimmers like captured moonlight.
This curse: the blood on the thimble, the hour lost to a single imperceptible flaw.
Creation gleams, a frozen star in the palm.
Yet the hand aches for the wild, uneven bloom of something alive.
though your words hurt me
I pick them as though lilies ---
for my offering
All of you should be aware of our situation;
about our labor contract and its expiration.
Do we stay here and continue to work at steady pace?
Or do we just altogether walk out of this place?
This is why all we members are gathered here today.
So, is there anything any of you want to say?
I stood and said, “I’d like to make this declaration.
We require substantial amelioration.”
Someone else said, “I don’t know if what you say is true,
but I think there’s plenty of room for improvement, too!”
A fictional account
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