in this right way?
Open heartedly, caring
For all the same?
Loving every stranger
As my own skin?
Is it possible, truly
To love like this?
Not fearing the deep closeness
Of Agape.
Could the holy openness
Endure viewing
The gaping wounds of life,
Inflicted evil,
The relentless replay of
Cain and Abel?
Would this not be a living
crucifixion
of loving kindness? Nailed
by bloodsoaked news
Transfixed to the cross of
powerless love?