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Kernels of Truth
Pass me some Jesus words please.
How about the ones lying like kernels
in the bottom of a popcorn bowl?
The little seeds hard enough to break
an ego like a tooth.
                                                                 “Come unto me.”
All the heavy butter glazed on my fingers.
The exploded grenades like cumulus
clouds have disappeared by the hand full
as I watched life like a movie.
                                                                  “Be not afraid.”
Sifting the bowl like a panhandler
more and more hard polished words
role around golden like a rule.
Butter fingers plucking tightly
one at a time.
                                                     “What do you want?”
Amaized at the possibilities
of these seeds falling into my soul
and dying, I welcome the broken
casing pealed back by grace and truth.
                                                                  “Follow me.”
GAB June 2010

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2 responses to “>Kernels of Truth”

  1. Jingle Avatar

    >divine piece…seeds falling into my soul and dying, welcome…with grace and truth…so masterful ending.

  2. Kristen Avatar

    >Your mind works in seriously intriguing ways. The way you twist your spirituality into the most thought-provoking comparisons is incredible. Love your work.

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