Waltzing With Outlaws

I confess
I Am
obsessed with
The Mystery of
The Moment,

and I must
choose whether
to greet it with
the Love of a
creator
made in the Image of
The Creator,

or with
the constraint
that comes when
obsession surrenders to
Fear.

Fear creeps
into The Mystery
armed with
doctrines and
disciplines,

while Love
gambols and gambles
that Freedom
will lead to
leaping
Imagination

that embraces
The Mystery
like a lover
enamored with
the Unknown,

the romance
of the wry and
ridiculous,

the wisdom of
the absurd,
the melody of
the melancholy,

the lust for
learning the
alphabets of
mercy,
the language of
emphatic empathy,
the rhythm of
kinetic kindness.

Before you try to sneak
your strictures into the
Dance of The Mystery,
you should know
that She’s partial to
waltzing with
Outlaws.

(Photo by Aditya Ali; UnSplash)