Into the World

The Slow Dawning

This is the way of it, I think

How life and breath is meant to happen

It’s like Emily Dickinson said— “Tell the truth

But tell it slant

Or every man be blind.”

And so God deals

Kindly and patiently with us humans

Who are on the hunt

For the real

It’s even better than the Matrix

And much more full of heart

And blood

And joy

And beauty

And if.

What will the flower-opening reveal

Today?

Something so unique and personal and stunning

And now

That it’s painful to keep my eyes

On it.

But it is not possible to look away.

And so I want

To live

Eyes and heart

Agape.

Jennifer Boynton 08/01/2020

Maybe that’s why I crave the sunrise. Because when my eyes soak in the dawning, I can see what it looks like inside my heart, my mind, my spirit. All life long.

So much to learn. The whole way. Until the end. How exciting and delicious and satisfying. One feast of beauty and knowing after another.

Fed continually.

So interesting that Jesus calls himself the Bread of Life. If one comes to him, he said, then—What?! How?—never hungry again.

Fed continually.