now it's a part of me

i keep waiting for the great American dream
to open up it's doors.
but they reman locked,
chain bolted.
maybe there's a way in over the back fence,
then what?
do i just become apart of it?
maybe i knock on the door,
and sell em some of my girl scout cookies,
then disappear.
now it's a part of me

Green Bay, Wisconsin

3/24

Whatever compels renewal - let it be.
whatever has force,
power over the broken human initiative,
melody to heal - let it be.
let the snow fall,
let the landscape crack,
let the earth grown,
let all things material & non, be new.
let their essence be quality,
improving upon lasting goodness,
opposing the dark night
of decay.
may the arteries of mankind pump, new
red blood in our souls.
may babies be born miraculously
in hospitable wombs.
may this change the course of our rugged time
with newness,
with the frankness of grace and improbability.
may orphans find a voice,
find a home,
find a meter,
and shape the contour of our existence
with struggle and resolution
despite the incessant plate shifting and warfare.
whatever compels renewal - let it be.
let it be now.

Miami Florida.

3/15

the valley of the shadow of death where Your rod and staff comfort me is the essence of life. all of our education about living and dying - breathing, about our needs and limitations comes from the low land of despair. without adversity, we loose what was established in the garden. us, in need of You.