Wounds are a signal of the vanity of violence (John 20:27):
The macho,
the submachine bearer,
the flag jingo,
the celebratories of AI
belching combustion
of drive-by performance,
and the in(i)quirkdity
of Reichstag fire space launcheries.
Far from the Madding Crowd’s “Blind[ness] by self-beguilement,”
Nemo, Solo(n), ante mortem beatus.
Yet such woundings are mirrored, so too their healing:
The showcase of God’s power is not heaven lighting
but providence grounding,
not appropriation but arrival.
The vast love on display—
resourced for Providence—
centered not in Mind,
but in the One.
The aligned heart
for what has
and continues to unify.
The obligation
for the celestial estate
of children onward coming?
Awesome in grounding,
and justice-scoped soul.
--Douglas Blake Olds
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