The Greatest Commandment
Waking up to darkened skies
clouds heavy and low with rain
smiling on a grey morning
love them all was what was said.
Walking dangerous lonely streets
skyscraper a million windowed canyons
dirt roads in the last frontier
God loves them all who venture there.
Facing open arms or shaking fists
selfish siblings or aching elders
sweet child faces or angry idle ones
loving Gos is loving them all.
We are set on fire for love
the dark cannot consume this flame
we kindle it with our compassion and care
and smother it with our selfishness.
God is remaking our broken hearts
re-knitting the hurt into tenderness
our failures and pain woven into fine silk
to adorn the love that blooms again.
Come let us not harbor our fury
but set it free so we may love
waking to more divine love each day
and more kindness for the hardest neighbor.
Come let us sink into the soft sand
and listen again to the ancient tales
God is doing an new thing within us
God is weaving love deep into our hearts.