At Last
Before death
Love life
Your life
With a love
Absolute-
The one who
Loves is greater
Than death.  You
Are that one.  Born
In mourning which
Is the prayer that
God always hears
And always answers

If you would know greater love
Throw in great guilt to the fire
For it is in excess of passion that
Which is unlawful that it burns-
Great love is always excessive and
So must in excess be paid back
As has been said who will be the
More grateful he who has been
Forgiven much or he who has a
Little on his conscience?  So the
Rich man becomes the beggar;
The healthy become sick ;youth
Becomes age and life becomes
Death.  All for Love.   To whom
Much is given much will be
Expected but is this the end
Did Job sso end his life?  No
He was restored given back
All in greater abundance than
Before.  Love gives and love
Takes and love gives again
Even from death to life more
Abundant than before.  Gives
All back in excess forever more.
Sinner-lover passionate as life.
You are and always will be.

All are under God; the one's of our
Faith but no less so those that are
Not.  Does God play favorites.  He
Has told us He does not. Those that
Believe in His universal love shall be
Confirmed.  Those that do not shall
Be surprised but not disappointed
But shall believe with greater joy as
The prodigal  son tells us.Such it is
To be reborn like St. Paul.  If this be
Our faith should we not ever seek to
Be benevolent never to be undone by
A discordant disbelief even to the
Misguided hatred of others.  There
Are many nation- all are made up of
People under God.  In this respect the
People are equal and all have the same
Inalienable rights and every stranger
Is deserving of our benevolence.  If a
Nation practice this it will be a light
To all people.  But this cannot be pro-
Claimed while rejecting the stranger
Without hypocrisy.  The proud call on
Cruelty and say they are godly but we
Know it is not so.  If we are fearful-
Let us humbly admit it that we may
Be given the strength and courage
To Love.  To those who do not ask
It will not be given and even if given
Will not be taken.  It is well said that:
Pride goeth before a fall.  As Soloman
Has said there is this after all:  Fear the
Lord and Keep His commandments.
From Christ we know this means to
Love one another-We may not yet
Know how nor yet have the strength
Then let us pray for it.  Lord not my
Will but thy will be done.  Amen .

My soul what you will is lost
In obscurity.  If the means
That are best belong to the
Strong you know I am weak
But not yet can I be still. I
Am ignorant yet I speak:
Because I cannot escape nor
Embrace this unknowing.
I would know better but  I
Am not patient.  I stumble
In the dark. I curse;  I can
Not find the candle quickly
Enough.  But there is this:
In the darkness I know there
Is one greater than I am who
Knows what I need that in
His acceptance of me is my
Salvation-that the present
Darkness and distress shall
Not prevent His making of
It all the promised grace of
Love-making right my soul.

The consciousness of self
Of one's self makes all other
Celebrity pale-this individual
Self means to each one of us
More than the sum all worldly
History combined:  My pain,
Delight and my despair they
Are what I know most vividly
Even in sympathy and empathy
It is myself that I feel all else is
Abstract , a kind of heresy of
Mutually agreed upon gossip
As every infant know I am the
Star and I Live Forever.  This is
Universal wisdom-Have we let
Go of this Truth given another
Story for"politeness" sake. Not
Our own.  There is too much to the
Contrary-the evidence all says I am
I grant that it says the same thing
To you.  The point is that the ikonic
Figure Christ must be representative
Of thatI am reality and that is where
His Truth exists-that is that our lives
Equate to His.  As in life so in death.
Yet it is a metaphor-the identification
Is not exact but if it means anything
You can surely see yourself in the glass
And Know this story is about you-you
Who cannot die, for if you rise again
Then surely this world is a dream and
Is that not what you always thought
But in this dream you were crucified
Did not your disciples laugh and say
We told you so a lie you were the last
To know it is enough to make you cry
Like a baby and so you shut them up.
Yes we are all one one with the Father
But Forget me not I am His only son.
And so  He left as we all must to dream
Again a better dream as we soon shall
In that place where death is no more
Nor ever was-In My Father's House
There are many mansions.  Believe...

Some where our love must be
Beginning.  If one should be-
lieve the beginning is lost yet
Forever threatened life is a de-
fensive seeking.  For what is
Lost cannot be found again re-
membering is a contradiction.
It is in real forgetting that love"s
Beginning is.  Is love worth less
Because it forgets; is forgotten
No  it is rather now to die for.
As Soloman said:  There shall
Be no remembrance of things
Past.  All is made new my love.