Easy Does It

Easy does it when you try 
separating fact from fiction.
Remnants of a blatant lie 
justify an interdiction. 
Things are seldom what they seem; 
faith felt genuine, but was it? 
While arousing from a dream, 
easy does it.

In my childhood I believed 
truth’s as black and white as painted, 
unaware that few perceived 
shades of grey in sweetly sainted  
sentries of unripened minds.
Playing nice, I learned a smile could 
cover certainty that blinds, 
in my childhood.

Far above us, pundits pounce;
preachers prime the Sunday sermon.
Both are eager to denounce
scrutiny from lowly vermin.
Truth lies halfway through the mist
where denuded dogma hovers.
Yours and mine can coexist
far above us.

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Joy Abiding

Joy, abiding in the heart,
like a filly off her tether
prances ’round the apple cart
in a field of golden heather.
Tribulation comes and goes —
buckles chafe while Sorrow’s riding
on her back, but heaven knows
Joy’s abiding.

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Voices Clamor

Voices clamor for an ear
open to the faintest note of
pessimism, doubt or fear
harboring a secret motive
poised to drive the spirit down.
Hope’s the nail and hate’s the hammer.
Songs of love alone will drown
voices’ clamor.

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God’s Within You

God’s within you here and now,
omnipresent host in-filling
to the measure you allow;
undiluted love is spilling
over every vein and pore,
intertwined with bone and sinew.
Emanating from the core,
God’s within you.

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2012 Mary Boren
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