'Tis the love language of God,
Evermore debated by old men,
Ruminations of theologians,
A belief running roughshod.
A ransom paid to the devil,
Liberation for Satan's captives,
Jesus dies, child of Adam lives,
And all pilgrims may revel.
A moral example to the lost,
Of life lived devoted and holy,
Death the moment to be solely,
Undivided when counting the cost.
The price for divine satisfaction,
As sin is darkness to the Holy One,
Suffering poured out, 'til it is done,
Love pays for sin's every infraction.
Christ Jesus wins where Adam lost,
And in loving union with our race,
Blessed in his life of perfect grace,
Recapitulates-we in paying our cost.
Divine Christ becomes a human being,
That human beings become divine,
God in Christ dying, the gift and sign,
Theosis— changed by he — unchanging.
Atonement love language, God woos,
This love moving the most moved,
This love in bloody death, most proved,
Salvation, communion.Worship and muse,
Words can cut,
Words can heal,
Words can wound,
Words can peel,
Soul from skin,
Bone from marrow,
Friend from friend,
Sharp as an arrow.
Words are story,
Words are Spirit,
Words have depth,
From endless scrit.
Know the weight,
Know their levity,
Know their nature,
Centers of gravity.
As words unravel,
And words devolve,
Words lose their song,
And hearts dissolve.
Bark of the hyena,
Noise without worship,
Without luster or patina.
Maybe all things do connect,
Deeply in the the mind of God,
And sound, and color, and touch,
Each God's spoken yes, reflect.
Shapes or letters may shine a color,
And symphonies caress the skin,
Numbers may matrix into a pattern,
Knowledge that escapes the scholar.
Maybe there are ways of knowing,
That fracture normal space and time,
Where love makes all things personal,
Sight, sound, touch, taste, all flowing,
Bad things happen to you,
Bad things happen to me.
Daily life will disappoint,
Nightly dreams will scare.
Pain cannot be dodged,
Wind blows as it does,
One too many bruises,
Too many stubbed toes,