WANT AND NEED
There is inside of all of us
good and bad; there are singing angels, out of the
unending supply of bolts of seraphs’ wing,
our terran couture was designed, intricate and unique
The baubles, and sequins, tiny seed pearls –
these were applied with the utmost skill
made out of our choice, dedicated, unwavering, the
chuckle and laugh, smiling at one another as
they stitch until there is no need for want
for the time being.
The simple garments come togeher with care for need.
The imps glance curiously from time to time.
What is the point, they shake their heads.
“See how we give to those who want, more even,
for we have tired of what we have, we crave new!”
We will give out of our wealth! See us, Master!”
Want shreds the quality of what is made, cares not how it
is given over to their paltry ministrations.
It is here in the heart of creation
that need and want are fashioned.
Here, where some busy, smiling cherubim has
let a stitch loose, a thread ravel, a
hole grow. Observant little miscreants cover over, layer the error they
suppose to be unnoticed, with shining cheap tinsel.
The Creator has seen and planned it all
Every pattern cut sewn and fitted uniquely
as each who wears can only be. Each dropped
stitch or guided fault is there to show us
what we need. Want is only the self-servng deception
of cake for bread.
Want destroys with sparkling sugars. Yet time
after time we replace the want with other sweetmeat
we devise for ourselves. Want covers need and hides
us from true hunger. Each of us will face the
reckoning. “Whose need did you fill, or for whom
did you replace need with worthless riches?”
We are called to give away all we have. The Master of all has seen to
every need. But the shiny extras
are not needed by the ones who give nor the ones
who receive. Diamonds are not shelter, nor are seed
pearls meant to be sewn and harvested to feed the hungry
The reckoning comes. Day by forever, or moment by eternity
we will hear the call. One by one, Awake! Open your eyes
and see that you are all called together. You were made to
live as one.
As we face our Maker, in His hands is held unmeasurable
yards of seraphs’ wing to clothe first those who need, or loved,
followed by the ringing sound of bangles shattering to the floor of heaven,
waking and revealing to all who were clothed in wealth.
We realize all that was needed was to give what we needed away –
that want and need are one.
And still with love God looks upon us, as we each become aware
of our crippling ignorance of what we cared not to know.
In staggering pardon we are graced with the incomprehensible
enough. . .