The Usefulness of a
Cup is in it's Emptiness or stealing a march on the zen Buddhists
Jan 5th,
2016 400 little words
There's many a slip
between cup and lip, you may have heard it said,
what we forget is no
one gets the final word even after we make our bed,
we forget the simple
facts of life because we fail to see,
we cannot match what
the Creator made when the world first came to be,
we want to think
that we can do what God has already done,
- create a world of
full of life and wonder and power it with the sun,
we think we are way
more clever than the plan that is already made,
but it is only our
own arrogance that keeps us down in the shade,
in this world not of
our making, in this life that thrives under God's sky,
we are blissfully
ignorant of all our gifts and the many reasons why,
we were tasked to
fly love's banner, and to keep the water pure,
and we deny the
truth of all we know preferring just to endure,
all the ways we
delude ourselves and buy the company line,
that if we listen to
our smug leaders, everything will surely be fine,
but in our hearts we
know the truth, that none of us have all the answers,
we need to listen to
our sisters and to know we are just the dancers,
in the parade that
started long ago beyond the reach of what we comprehend,
there is a melody in
our heads and hearts that carries all we intend,
and wraps us up in a
finer fabric than our logic can unfurl,
though we live
oblivious to the gift and dumb to the seashore's pearl,
there's always more
than we can do or that the livelong day allows,
our reach always
exceeds our grasp after our words and our wows,
whatever we think,
it's more than that, and yet be our spirits nimble,
the sum total of all
we know would not fill a tiny thimble,
fingertips can feel
to grip the handle of a cup,
take care to
exercise all your senses when you often sup,
thank the Good Lord
and pray our Creator will still take us back
after we get more
humble and include a place for all we often lack.
