When the Holy Thaws

God, like a medic on a field, is tending to our souls.
Our horns get locked with desires, but don't hold yourself
too accountable; for all desires are
really innocent. That is what
the compassion in His
eyes tell me.

Why this great war between countries - the countries -
inside of us?

What are all these insane borders we protect?
What are all these different names for the same church of love
we kneel in together? For it is true, together we live; and only
at that shrine where all are welcome will God sing
loud enough to be heard.
......
And God is always there, if you feel wounded. He kneels
over this earth like
a divine medic,

and His love thaws
the holy in
us.