“But while he was still far off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion . . .”
Luke 15:20
First comes the divestment,
the division of all you have,
blessed, broken and given,
like bread.
Then the wait begins,
the long, empty hours and days
wherein you wander the vacant
halls of your life,
emptied of all that owned you.
Your life is a bowl now,
open,
hollowed out,
exposing a growing
breadth and depth of love,
a willing humility.
Then and only then
may you be filled
with compassion,
filled with that which reaches out
beyond the borders of you,
beyond emptiness,
to embrace
one come home.
oh, Kelly.
this needs no commentary. i love it.
Thanks, Kelli.
mmm very nice…its not an easy place to get to for many…laid open like that bowl…takes a bit of trust…but truth on what comes when we do…nice verse…
Yes, Brian, trust and tears I believe. Thanks for commenting.
Then the wait begins,
the long, empty hours and days
wherein you wander the vacant
halls of your life,
emptied of all that owned you… this is so felt…but also so important to feel the emptiness before the being filled with so much better things
And easier, maybe, to bear the letting go when you know it serves a purpose. Thanks for stopping by, Claudia.
A lovely and strong poem !