Kaitlin, I love your poem and the reading. What a beautiful testimony to love and to a beloved. Thank you. Nice to wrestle with a word that has so many connotations. Here goes.
Kaitlin, I love your poem and the reading. What a beautiful testimony to love and to a beloved. Thank you. Nice to wrestle with a word that has so many connotations. Here goes.
Chill
I am always tending to overheat,
be on fire, overtax my spirit,
passion blooming in the seeds of rage,
the burning brightness of dreams to come,
bright lights holding possibility across the miles and words.
Your voice here speaks as one who is patient from experience, and I think it does the subject much justice. I love the way you play several times with heat and cold, out of all the connotations of chill you include :)
“The heat of the chill finding its place in the flames of all wisdom” especially! So good!
I bless you to continue exploring the wisdom in holy anger :)
Kaitlin, I love your poem and the reading. What a beautiful testimony to love and to a beloved. Thank you. Nice to wrestle with a word that has so many connotations. Here goes.
Chill
I am always tending to overheat,
be on fire, overtax my spirit,
passion blooming in the seeds of rage,
the burning brightness of dreams to come,
bright lights holding possibility across the miles and words.
Do this immediately, right here, right now;
We have waited long enough.
The first time someone told me to chill,
not sure what to feel, I chose offence.
Not sure what was meant,
but sensing it was not something to like.
One Sunday I heard Psalm 46 a little differently.
Not “be still and know that I am God”,
but “be chill and know.”
A chill not of cold or ice,
But of slowing down, silence, stillness
feeling your love like the gentlest of rains.
Opening, like the flowers in spring.
Fear melting away,
urgency dissolving into emptiness.
The heat of the chill finding it’s place
In the flames of all wisdom.
...be chilly and know"... Amen
Loving your poem today as always :)
Your voice here speaks as one who is patient from experience, and I think it does the subject much justice. I love the way you play several times with heat and cold, out of all the connotations of chill you include :)
“The heat of the chill finding its place in the flames of all wisdom” especially! So good!
I bless you to continue exploring the wisdom in holy anger :)