Little shrieks punctuate the constant humm
of infants mewling and puking in their mothers arms
little damnations landing on wrists
little salvations entering mouths
These have tasted the heavenly gift
These rejoice in singing all the more
they can't sing parts
they spill juice
they shift in their seats
they push their sisters
They unite us to Christ
Become like the least of these and enter rest
These little cries are the sounds of the covenant
They reverberate of the roof of heaven
They batter down the doors of hell
Liberal Theology, Liberal Politics
5 years ago
5 comments:
I like it. Especially the way you end it.
I wasn't sure where you were going with the first few lines, but then I read the rest. It's neat!
Rock on dude. Rock on.
Wow, I really liked it. It puts 'the least of these' into perfect perspective.
This was you a mere decade-and-a-half ago. God is good, and His covenant from everlasting to everlasting. -- Da'
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