Is There No Other Way?
We seek, like water, the easiest route,
Down mountains,
Not up them,
Around boulders,
Not through them,
Flowing anywhere and everywhere,
As long as it doesn’t involve
Effort.
God’s roadmap demands the opposite.
We must break the bonds of earth and atoms,
And turn water into mist.
I often raise my fist
Because he pesters me
To be discontent
With my descent.
But, with the Son in my eyes,
I see no compromise.
Oh, how hard!
How hard to not heed gravity’s call,
And be one with the mighty waterfall!
GP 5-7-11
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Man’s Metal
How do they make steel?
Something about fire,
Something about elements fusing,
Something about slag melting away,
Something about cooling,
Until the final product is hard and cold and dark.
How do they refine gold?
Something about fire,
Something about purity,
Something about dross melting away,
Something about shining,
A malleable metal,
Warm to the eyes and cool to the touch.
What are the odds
That this is the same process
For making Gods?
And though the same fire
Burns both saint and sinner,
Only one comes out the winner.
Gloria Pope 07-2009
