Saturday Song: (Steven Lawrence Hamilton)
Last week I launched a new Saturday feature: poetry. (If you're not a poetry fan, then I'll see you for the regular Tuesday/Thursday posts.) You're invited to read, muse, comment, or share your favorites as well.
I've never met Steven Lawrence Hamilton, but we've corresponded a few times, and share a background as (former) Vineyard pastors. His website, Verve & Verse is a delight and respite from the nervous chattering so common on the blogosphere.
The Bear Cub
i fear the bear-cub
not the bear-cub itself
who flops about, here and there
exploring the ways of
they-who-dwell-in-the-rotted-log
uninhibited in learning
acquiring through experience
the taste of the wild
no, it is the she-bear i fear
whose massive mother strength
adorned by cerberian teeth
ringing with the experience
of a love-struck guardian
it is she who thunders at any threat
to her precious, frolicking
inquisitive likeness
i don’t quite understand God
but God is a she-bear
thus i fear men
not for men themselves
but whose image they bear
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