Forgive Us

By John Blase | April 22, 2013 |

We’ve no clue how blessed we are, tiptoeing

through this knotted green world on egg shells

with our fists clenched tight rehearsing our

litanies of trouble all the while rationing breaths

afraid of running out of misery.

We fools with hopeless groins, we sorcerers bored

with magic eking out an existence based on scarcity

when the truth is the banquet is spread before us.

Fall against the earth. Listen for the wind’s chamber

music. The world is so necessary.

jamesscottsmith on April 22, 2013 at 3:13 pm

Falling…

patriciaspreng on April 23, 2013 at 12:05 am

Oh my.

Annie B on April 23, 2013 at 12:37 am

I love what you write.

Bob Kendall on April 24, 2013 at 8:19 am

Thanks John, as I am facing 60 next year I realize just how much my heart has changed these last 4 years. So much gratitude where once bitterness lived. So much love where one was hurt and brokenness. It is true that as I draw close, He draws close to me, or rather, He opens my eyes to what was already. I have had so much all along and didn’t know it. Keep writting, it inspires me to keep reaching.

nance davis rosback on April 28, 2013 at 2:14 pm

you already know what i would say…

Portia McGehee on April 29, 2013 at 3:09 pm

NOT SURE JUST HOW I DO THIS……BUT PLEASE CHANGE MY EMAIL ADDRESS TO portiagem1515@gmail.com. I would hate to miss your posts.