It doesn’t interest me if there is one God or many gods.
I want to know if you belong ~or feel abandoned;
If you know despair or can see it in others.
I want to know if you are prepared to live in the world
with its harsh need to change you~ If you can look back
with firm eyes saying “this is where I stand.”
I want to know if you know how to melt Into that fierce heat
of living falling toward the centre of your longing. I want to know
if you are willing to live day by day with the consequence of love
and the bitter unwanted passion of your sure defeat.

I have been told In that fierce embrace
even the gods speak of God.

David Whyte

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My Peculiar Love, Arise!

JP, look up, arise
my Peculiar Love!

You tumble still
wracking rocks
wrenching ravines
clawing cliffs
and scratching
with nails broken
and bloodied in the plunge.

No…I have not left
your side, your side
(it’s only bruised, Love)
so vulnerable to that lance
and the stinky rough
warhands of that coward
masquerading as a shepherd
covering for a rapist

And on that note remember
He who lays by your side
He who took the lance
He who went all the way
coming to common terms
with loss
blind as wind…

But I float now…see?
You will too soon…

And this is waiting…
there…and so I lay these words of care
upon your lips like mountain blood
white and clear and clean and cold
to slake your thirst with sop
(not hyssop)
of beauty, healing, Promise…

Oh my Love…my Love Peculiar
the day will come to
Arise

and join me in the Liberty
you prophesied when you spied
your baby’s heart eternal.