Monthly Archives: August 2018

Works of Wholeness (part2)

There is a light growing in my living room
It has slipped through my curtains
onto the ceiling fan
they flame, they fall…

such delicate things.
Lights whose prayers make, peace
Lights who laugh when there’s bad news.
Lights who burn hotter because of tumultuous dues.

Lights who ignite other lights
Lights who hold while others die out.
Lights who catch morning and nightly teas.
Lights who listen to the stillness.
Lights who take wishes and dreams come true
Lights that sing gospel and shout the blues.
Lights that strut down Broadway.

Lost lights down Main.
Stolen lights of immigration
Uncounted lights of deportation

Lights don’t come in vain
Lights don’t need squeezing

And to the light growing in my living room,
you are magnificent.~your Kindness Sister Krissy Mosley

A Work of Wholeness

I can see myself free in Tibet
Where the sacred waters of healing touch
My arms stretch out to the God who gave them
My smile will meet other smiles
There are those who come without, price
There are those whose heads are shaven
Those who unburden their bodies
Those who take off their shoes
putting off the world for a little while
putting off the burning lame
They have come…
touching the holy mountain
And stroking forgiveness on the cheek
 And in love with lover’s light
Love to be whole
A perfect love~your Kindness sister Krissy Mosley
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