The path of love
Gets tangled at times
With weeds of
Irritations and frustrations.
Addressing the under brush
Clears the way
For the real
Choices to grow
In love again
This garden does not grow
Without my attention.
Planting new seeds
Watering, weeding
And plenty of sunshine
Of course.
What does love need
To grow again
Today?
I must ask myself.
I love how
Love grows love
When I love
My beloved.
Abraham
Pleaded for mercy
For a city full of brokenness
I hear voices today
Calling for judgment
Jesus said:
Don’t pull up the weeds
Wait
Wait for the end
When everything is ready
Otherwise
You will pull up the wheat
With the weeds
Who is wheat?
Who is weed?
We don’t know
Time will tell
Things change
People change
There is always hope
Lets stop judging
Or we will be judged
Maybe
When we judge
We are pulling up wheat
After his resurrection
Jesus said:
You follow me
Don’t worry about anyone else
Perhaps
If we concerned ourselves
With ourselves
In this way
There would be
Less strife and judgment
More love
And peace on earth
© 2013 Julie Clark
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