The New Thing

 Followed by the moth

waiting for decay and full consumption of fire food

For thoughts have kept me speechless

Cotton in my mouth unquenchable by water

Living seems so much more complex

Peace so much more of an imaginary

Division splitting borders

Splitting states

Splitting communities

Splitting churches

Splitting families

Splitting friendships

Nature groans 

The earth and human existence

Groan in labor pain

No birth in sight

Convinced the end nears

And I’m right

Righteous!

You’re wrong

Evil!

Holistic considerations, evil

Grace, an evil

You have to get what’s yours and what’s due

“Vindicate me”,

                the earth groans in unison

That seems to be our unifier

the utter suffering and denial of the suffering of others

Unless you’ve clearly suffered more

My heart breaks either way

God’s heart breaks either way

And not equally, but equitably, personally

        resonating with the whole of your being

Healing starts with finding the whole of your being

Putting together the broken pieces

Restoring them as a new thing

First fire food now refined by flames

Moth drawn to flame to burn

Do you see it?

The new thing?