(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; it’s how I cope to hope and be the “new me.”)
You are at the hard place of your “left life.”
You ask, “what’s ‘left’ for me now that I’m ‘here?'”
Your heart is calm our it cuts like a knife.
You are alone, my friend, so severe.
Thank you for reminding me of my “left
life.” My saucer stares are all the longing.
“Where did my lover go?” I am bereft.
Before I was me be4 the thronging.
We are New Creations. The old? ‘Bye, ‘bye.
Second Corinthians 5: Seventeen:
No longer do we long self-satisfy.
Instead, we please our God. No, not smokescreen.
So, we can “right face” our “left life” to/fro?
But God is “straight face.” God straightways, “you know….”