Seeing Connections Between

by

Joris John Heise

Deliberation forms deep death, but deeper life--
The cut into time beyond a cup's mere use.
It ends the go of nowhere-run in empty thoughtlessness--
The life of pretend--lets real seed roots, leap to life.

We each are horse, bit thrust between my teeth,
A stirred volcano shrugging fire from,
A new-born, blue-eyed babe promised to God,
A pin-point penicillin waiting on a windowsill--

All the while crushed between cold but royal rocks,
That are the gradual mills of God’s Good Will,
Each I becoming old Ignatius’ tasty bread
But on a level just appearing in our age—

To sing the teasing mercies of the Now-Lord
And not just bored, concepted God of habit;
I will not waste my seed on self,
But shake this lamprey hidden here

To join the costly leap that is fidelity
Beyond schooled habits—The guilts done, undone
As sky grows clouds toward earth,
And their rain kills deserts veiled in falling silver.

*Ignatius - the early martyr, who prayed to be "bread ground by the teeth of the lions."

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