Even now the ax is lying at the root of the tree.
—Luke 3.9
The ax lies ready,
awaiting the courage of pruning.
It sings a song of non-being.
to let only the fruitful branches remain.
Trust: the vine to which we belong
can’t be killed. Prune away.
We know as we labor in the orchard
other forces lay axes to our good vine,
to cut us off, to quell the miracle,
for greedy weeds of fear to prevail.
They can’t succeed. Even slashed at the root
this vine rises again.
Fear neither the faithful pruning
nor the wicked assaults:
these roots are mighty enough
to roll away stones.
What is of love is eternal, and flourishes,
bearing the fruits of grace,
even from stumps burgeoning forth with leaves
that are for the healing of the nations.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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