parable of the talents

o Love, you pour your whole self into me
requesting only that i do the same
and pour myself into this tender place
exquisite brokeness and beauty

o Love, at times unbearable, this opening
as my heart expands to hold life’s blessings
my soul is overflowing with reality
i long for you come to catch its spilling

but Love, you eagerly await this opening
as eagerly as i await your coming
for me to spill these riches into you
from this, my heart, increased by suffering

oh Love, your arms are overflowing with my gifts
of Love grown in abundance through life’s seasons
my heart is eager, Love, for you to spend them well
as You delight in what i’m offering

extravagant blessings

o Love,

i am smiling all over

and all under

at the way You come into my eagerness

with your surprise

 

awakening my heart, alive

i jump right out of sleep

into delight

 

o You, just when i had thought

i was the one delighting You

You overflow Your Wild Extravagance

onto me

%d bloggers like this: