Fairylight faith

Bind us together, Lord

with wires that cannot be chewed through.

Link us in love connected to you

and let your Spirit flow through

from the mains through our veins

to light those in darkness,

among them as we glow.

We are your hands and feet;

our bulbs as your outputs;

may we conduct love well

and not insulate heat,

share not shortcircuit

but shine

like stars

for you.

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Ambiguous amphibious

I am half in one world and half out

Stuck between the two

In both but not fully of either

And I cannot quite get through.

 

If you knew what I believed

or that I’m not always sure that I do

Would you make it your business to change me?

or am I underestimating you?

Should you really care anyway?

And should I care if you do?

How do you feel about kissing frogs?

Are you actually a frog too?

Narrow paths

Sometimes it feels

like you’re halfway up a mountain in the dark

and it’s started raining.

And you wonder

Will I really see the sunrise?

How my feet are aching

And some people gave up and got the train.

Choosing short-term gratification over pain.

(And I almost don’t blame them.)

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For we must be Christopher, Simon, Theotokos

Daily taking up our crosses to follow in Jesus’ wake.

Walking the narrow path, our Via Dolorosa

Choosing every day to lay ourselves down;

Dying to ourselves, to live.

This life price of sacrifice

It’s not going to be for everyone.

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It’s still Friday

not yet Sunday

And yes some days

when pressure is relentless

and the world ageing frustrates us

It takes guts to keep going

and I see crosses on every tree.

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Physical Geography of loss

This blue of you

Is a pale moonlight shade

Silvery, ephemeral

Beautiful,

as indelible

as the smell of you

Your hug left on my hair

The night you said goodbye.

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I catch your scent

on strangers on the train

And wafting past me at the station.

It makes me want to cry

But in a way I can’t get enough of

And the work of withdrawal

is undone in a moment.

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For this love has always been glacial

My heart like a rock it eroded little by little

A steady attrition by trickle

My heart swelling as I see you and

contracting as you go

The cracks it has left in me

Once again wide open

And aching to the wind.