All who wonder are not lost
unless you count being found by God
as the total loss of control it truly is.
When fear gives way to curiosity,
all hope for individuation flies
the way of first naiveté.
But oh, the joy of life unleashed
when, held in God's mysterious palm,
we uncork life's champagne questions!
The who and how of our connection
weaves intergenerational tapestry
as universal quilt of hope.
Me and thee, thou and I
become the "us" of universe,
things used, people loved.
Grain, grape, water morph
from ordinary, daily sustenance
to sacramental grace.
World shrinks without claustrophobia,
stories blend without conflict,
love wins without suffocating.
© 2011 Todd Jenkins
unless you count being found by God
as the total loss of control it truly is.
When fear gives way to curiosity,
all hope for individuation flies
the way of first naiveté.
But oh, the joy of life unleashed
when, held in God's mysterious palm,
we uncork life's champagne questions!
The who and how of our connection
weaves intergenerational tapestry
as universal quilt of hope.
Me and thee, thou and I
become the "us" of universe,
things used, people loved.
Grain, grape, water morph
from ordinary, daily sustenance
to sacramental grace.
World shrinks without claustrophobia,
stories blend without conflict,
love wins without suffocating.
© 2011 Todd Jenkins
Really like, "But oh, the joy of life unleashed
ReplyDeletewhen, held in God's mysterious palm,
we uncork life's champagne questions!" Can just hear the pop and joy bubbling out everywhere. Thanks!