Bonhoeffer

only the most expensive
grace can transcend
its temptation
to cheap moralism

the longest of ladders
hardest climbed to a top
still holds a child’s joy
when monkey swung

returning to mother’s
tongue frees compulsion’s
insisting consistency
one pure blood

in a father’s land
habitual choice is exploded
love unconstrained by words
overthrows politic politeness

I’ll be hanged
if I’ll be hanged
for anything less than
the most costly

prisoned freedom
is not mysterious
only hard to remember
when not tending roots