PETITION TO MY BELOVED

Throw down your colors where you stand.
Share the bright hues of your soul.
Allow others to marvel
at your beauty - be a prophet,
confident of your sacred goal.

They'll flock to bask in your kindness,
like moths to a summer light’s flame.
Leaning into your kindness,
they’ll gather and stay,
seeking rest in your pure holy name.

But guard your strength lest they steal it,
as they fall in love with your deeds.
Let those who seek power
from being your friend
fall behind those with desperate needs.

The first shall be last and the last shall be first
in this new world you’ve come to create.
The lessons you bring
are for pauper and king
let me join you creating our fate.