The Heart Cries

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The heart is right to cry

Even when the smallest drop of light

Of love

Is taken away

Perhaps you may kick, moan, scream

In a dignified

Silence

But you are so right

To do so in any fashion

Until God returns

To 

You

Hafiz ala Daniel Landinsky

As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you; abide in my love.

John 15:9  (Jesus)

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Evil begins when love is lost

When love is lost

So is God

It is not that God, or love

Is ever totally banished

Even in the smallest soul

The one squeezed into obliteration

By hate, fear

And greed

There is a spark of the divine

A hint, at least

Of love

Somewhere

Misery comes when love fades

Our hearts hurt 

for we are missing

That which connects us 

To

The divine

We may not always understand

What is wrong

We may 

Kick, moan, and scream

Directing our anger

Toward those we blame 

For our pain

But we must start our search

By exploring the dark recesses of our own souls

And what we may find is

that in the mansion of our hearts

The rooms are empty

And fear echoes in stark chambers

Where love is missing

We must abide in love

We must let love once again

Fill our empty places

Even now, especially now

when fascism looms

And justice is denied

Even when hate and fear 

Are the energy that impels our country  

Into acts of violence

We must abide

In 

Love

Sacred love is infinite

A profound depth 

Into which we sink

And are embraced

Consumed.

Love changes everything 

Because it changes us

When we have allowed love

To roam the recesses of our being

We become more sacred

Which is to say more human

Being loved, accepting love

We see ourselves differently, we see others differently

We understand that we are all

Sacred children

Precious souls

And then we cannot abuse ourselves

With alcohol or drugs or hate

And we cannot assault others

With masked brutes

We cannot deport them into danger

We cannot deny them justice

We cannot drop bombs on them and cheer

We cannot see them 

As less

Some people suck love out of the universe

They are empty vortexes 

Voiding  the world  of love

We cannot let them triumph 

Our hearts should cry out

Even when the smallest drop of light

Of love

Is taken away

When love is denied, 

It is our job to protest

And to live that protest

We must abide in love

and we are to love

as we have been

loved

end of story

beginning of story

for then the world will turn

only then