Harold Macdonald's Muse

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Harold Macdonald

If I could get up real close
I could see the corpuscle struggling
to pass oxygen, I could see
the choices the poor man has before
him

and his deliberation to act for
his own best interest and I could sense
the satisfaction he might feel making
the right choice and sometimes his
despair.

If I could tolerate the limits of his life
and become used to his poverty,
then I would see the grace of God working
in circumstances, dire for me but for him
necessary

which makes his contentment and
agony all the more compelling
all the more sacred even though his painful
micro-struggle is often too hidden to
see.

 

Midi: This is my Father's world