Thursday, September 25, 2025

A Host of Words

When I am weary
And desire to know
The true meaning of life,
When I desire to find kairos
Amid the monotonous chronos,
I send towards the heavens:

A host of words 
Rising up to the heavens
Not unlike gentle incense,
Attempting to undecipher 
Unto the world
The language of God 
And how I needs must live 
To do what He wants
So to be united wholly to Christ

Waging a veritable war of words
Against what holds me back,
I write,
And so feel the pull of charity within me - 
The love of God for His own sake
And the love of neigbour for God's sake too - 
And I move joyfully towards Him,
Him Who is my Lord,
My God,
My everything

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