I find the greatest and most practical challenge, as well as spiritual practice, is to love one’s enemies. I find this challenge as the most mine stretching, art enlarging, and soul in lightning discipline that I have undertaken. In practical terms, I see this as ever expanding circles of what we consider kin and neighbor, plus courageously confronting my “in groups” to include and welcome “out groups.” The practical effect of success in this madder is to live on the fringes of many groups with generous servings of creative tension. In some, I would offer as the art of life.
Nothing Stranger, Then Enemy
He outlined to me
His fatherly hierarchy
Which he in formed his kids
My wife is first
Then mom
Then kids
Then grandkids
Then neighbors
Then strangers
And sow on
As the balance do
So I asked the quest in
To give
The benefit of won’s doubt
And given
The right situation
Would you not die for any one of them?
Well…
Halving arrived
At that deep well
He uddered
His doubt
His honest take
And I in choir
Of the lord of awe life
Does knot God
In form His kids
Too love their enemies
As there is
Nothing stranger
Then enemies
What are we posed too due
Other
Then
Taking life literally
Or making our own
Weigh
In idol speculation
And leaving us
To hour worst
In stinks
And udder ruin
Leaving Dad
As numb-er won
As mouth agape
As agog
Fearing man
