The Audience
What do the eyes see?
Permanent vibrant colors
Or chalk drawn images
Washed up
When the rain comes
Dripping onto rooftops
Streaming
Down walls
Perforated edges
Warranting black mold
A living bacterium
Spreading quietly
Destructive regeneration
Daily disintegration
Do migraines form
When we come through the doors
What do the ears hear?
Harmonious melodies
Or fingernails
Scratching a board
Clawing
Causing
Blood streaming
From the process
Of sound waves
Hitting eardrums
Blood dripping from the pinna
A piercing pain
Begging that we refrain
From speaking
Another word
Another song
Do ear canals cry
When we walk by
What does the heart feel?
Conversation
The action of speaking
Living
Sinning
Covered by grace
Yet an act of disgrace
If the process
Of using
Abusing unmerited favor
Injuring strangers
Our neighbors
See deeds committed
In dark corners
Defecating
Lives like fecal matter
Nothing but chatter
Shatter
Hopes of emancipation
Craving
Deliverance
Performing as if
There is no consequence
No development
Those in distant caves
Much like Plato’s
Do you know the tale?
Of entrapment
No light shines within
Darkness
Is the sun to its inhabitants
Instead of growing
Residents shrink
Is our testimony
Obsolete
Purposeless
To where we beckon
Souls to come
Enjoy the sun
No the Son
Radiating energy
Or does our synergy
The sum of our actions
Determine their reaction
To see our light
Quickly eclipsed
By clouds of hypocrisy
I wonder if
You can feel this
Broken relationship
With the Savior
Our Helper
Ignored
Do we clog arteries
When we speak
Words that fall
From lips cracked
That lack living water
Phrases are only clichés
Of saturated fats
Empty nutrition
No vitamins absorbed
Our vitality ignored
Without Omega 3’s
Forming
A deadly disease
How does your heart beat?
Please test for rhythms of defeat
A picture
A reflection
Displaying different textures
Highlights
Lowlights
Perspectives
Not a mere gesture
But a story
With or without glory
Is told
Behold Bethesda
Dip thyself
Till ears hear
Angelic sounds again
Behold Jordan
Cross over
The muddy waters
To love again
No judgement
No ideological hindrances
Just love
Pure agape
Let love become
Our forte
A free a la carte
Inviting all
To “Oh taste and see”
Allowing the word
To live within
Work within
Purge within
Give permission
To become
In submission
Heart yielding practices
Exercises
That strengthen the core
Restructuring
Our foundation
Ensuring the Cornerstone
The Rock of Salvation
Isn’t imitated
Formulated
With synthetics
Of our gospel
Our righteousness
Filthy
Reeking of pompousness
Toxicities inhaled
Because we do fail
Instead
Let us compel
Applying Christ
Always as our rationale
What do you see?
What do I see?
But what do they see?