Tear Your Hearts Instead

Because you haven’t died yet
You can’t be swept into life,
You’ll always find that one lie,
That one distorted truth you value.
Take in the last of winter
Let it crush you and overwhelm you,
Spring will then be spring,
Not just a shift in the weather.
Passing through a night means
You are still moving,
So “Don’t tear your clothing in your grief,
But tear your hearts instead.


Wandering Weathered

How far were you stretched from home?
Wandering weathered, which was needed,
The cost greater than anticipated,
The cuts and calluses deeper and harder.
You were never far off course,
As much as expected, but never lost,
Because of the tension of the ropes
You were pulled back home.
And there you collapsed into familiar,
And there you fell in under the directive:
Wade, wade in the water
God’s going to trouble the water.