Unfolded

Unfold your broken, injured wings

and let the Spirit set you free.

We’ve all been folded, damaged, cracked

yet healing waits a “yes” within.

 

As voice of Spirit calms and sings,

allows you through God’s eyes to see

a shining you where nothing’s lacked

in order to anew begin.

 

With this relationship God brings

us love and grace and unity;

His Spirit helps us stay on track

in heart and mind; we’re not what’s been.

 

As we unfold to truth, we cling

to His compassion; that’s the key.

We’re sons and daughters – tender facts –

describing us as Father’s kin.

 

Not abandoned orphans begging

for a home, or a family.

Our heart’s abode, benefacted

by Spirit’s home inside our skin.

 

“Listen. The virgin shall conceive a child! She shall give birth to a Son, and He shall be called, Immanuel, (meaning ‘God is with us’).” (Matthew 1:23; Isaiah 7:14)

 

2 comments

  1. Amen. Beautiful. Love the unfolded analogy.

    “Unfold your broken, injured wings
    and let the Spirit set you free.
    We’ve all been folded, damaged, cracked
    yet healing waits a “yes” within.”

    That’s the heart of discipleship. Our “yes” to His transforming unfolding of us!

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    1. It is, Mel. When I saw this piece of Rilke’s poem last week, it prompted my own poem.
      Once we are able to say “yes” to God’s Great Gift of love and grace, a whole new world opens to us, and it is difficult to describe. Once it is experienced, however, one rarely goes back to life without it.

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