This Year...

 

 Poetic Bloomings is eager to hear of our New Years Resolutions

(short version)

Help me Lord

To seek from above

Life’s lone measure of worth

Lord, teach me to love

(longer version)

This year I want to learn to love

Love fully, the moment unfolding from

Providence above

And to love you

Not coldly, from the outside in

But simply, in spite of myriad flaws

Because we are fellow-men

I want to slow down

And listen to the words

You do not dare to tell

But speak in hungry silences

I want to learn to listen well

Oh, I want to learn to love

Before you or I slip from this swell

This year I want to learn to love

…Love bears all things

In spite of us

It does not envy, boast

Or seek selfishly

Lord, teach me to love

Others, as you have loved me

Lord, teach me this four-letter word

With heart wide open

With vision un-blurred by

By greedy groping

What good is anything, its measure to prove

If I have never

Learned to love?

© Janet Martin

Why Me, Lord?