Poem November 15, 2010 Issue

Mustard seed/Your neighbor

Brian Kissock

Mustard seed

There was fear, then growth
from faith to understanding,
blotting out belief
—the neat delete of every ill.
It is the mustard seed
of confidence that grows
and grows, removing
impasse, obscuration, obstruction.
As the mist disperses,
spiritual insight dawns,
and we are clearly seen
as the pure reflection
of light, of Life, of Love
in which there is no fear.

Your neighbor

We hear so much today
about anger, frustration,
yet the best reaction softener
is the removal of the mote
from your own eye.
Love your enemies
is not a choice;
it is a divine revelation
that your neighbor
is your friend.

Poems by Brian Kissock

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