Sunday, January 27, 2013

thirty feet





















That disassociation between
father and foe
that was declined,
a distance that could have
healed, but only hurt
and betrayed.

The hypocritical dishonesty
that spanned that
same space
under the same,
the
exact
same
circumstances
with a
favorite
child
of equal sins.

(Facts are facts,
after all,
by
his
very
own
faith definition.)

Blessings given that
were spitefully withheld
from one who needed them
even more.

The distance between him,
his self-assigned salvation
and the God of
my understanding,
only
tentatively spanned by
an auspiciously timed
apology.

(Why am I never good enough?)

I wonder how his God
sees this discriminatory behavior,
now enacted thrice.
I know how Mine does, and
She does not hesitate
to soothe my troubled
heart with Her
unconditional
Love.

Here comes the bride.