the limbs of my heart
today.
I am finding the branches
that have no life,
have no ability
to support new growth,
and taking them away.
There is a fire
in my heart that will
burn their dryness.
I take these
clippings to
that place.
Throwing them
on the embers
stokes the fire
and fans the warmth.
That which is dead
will burn and glow
turning waste into
food, turning emptiness
into fullness.
When I was younger
I could carry all
of this dead wood
around with me
and feel no pain.
Today, I have
need to lighten the
load
and fuel the desires of love
and compassion.
In their removal
I am not diminished
I am enlivened.
Burn, fire burn.
Fill me with
Light and Warmth,
baptised anew with
the Spirit's flame.
_____
Peace,
Tom +
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