It rips and tears,
tears come, unbidden.
Like little shards,
shards of glass.
Not a care,
for who is hurt.
Not a thought,
for who is our neighbor.
We worship false gods,
the god of money, profit.
We have lost the way,
the way which leads to life.
It's time to stop,
stop hurting each other.
It's time to start,
start the healing process.
It's time to wake up,
wake up and see the One.
tears come, unbidden.
Like little shards,
shards of glass.
Not a care,
for who is hurt.
Not a thought,
for who is our neighbor.
We worship false gods,
the god of money, profit.
We have lost the way,
the way which leads to life.
It's time to stop,
stop hurting each other.
It's time to start,
start the healing process.
It's time to wake up,
wake up and see the One.
Do you think folks may learn, some of them, the value of silence, of being still during this lock down?
ReplyDeleteI am anxious about what the experience of church will be like when we return.
I have always loved Compline. Thank you for doing this.
Thank you
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