December 25–31 ❘ Judgment Day

Judgment Day

History is deep sediment
melted together past telling
except where patterns repeat,
burn through to surface—
Sodom is Nineveh is Babylon is Rome.

There are those who regret
but don’t repent—
ears stopped tight,
hearts hard as bone,
senses dead to pleasure,

but your remorse throbs
with bottomless accusation.
When you reach breaking point,
break open to God.
He will read through you

as through transparent glass,
make you understand and understood.
Distinct yet enveloped.
Enduring and still malleable
as pure gold.

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