A 'poem' reflection on Revelation 3:14-22

While we were in Manila, one of the pastors at the little local church we attended preached on Revelation 3. It seemed so pertinent to me at the time, that I spent a lot of time meditating on the passage. This is one of my meditations, in my haphazard 'poetry' style-

You are neither hot nor cold
you are lukewarm sludge
fermenting in the bottle

You do not provide refreshment
a cool, sweet fountain of joy
Nor healing
hot and strong with truth

You are disgusting
undrinkable

You turn my stomach upside down
until I, God, am ready to vomit

But you are not even aware of your disgusting state
This lukewarm status,
a product of entropy
the slow dilution of time

My ears are astonished at the words you say:
"I am rich; I have acquired wealth and DO NOT NEED A THING"

My jaw drops and my stomach roils.
So blatant the lie
you blithely cling to.
Sheltered in the walls of your malls, your Starbucks
your AC and TV.
This last self deception of a dying soul:
"I DO NOT NEED A THING"

Would you cling to your independence to the last gasp,
wrapped in the tea-cozy of wealth,
while hot and cold drain away,
through the holes in your soul?

Can't you see, can't you realize that you are:

wretched
pitiful
poor
blind
naked

Listen, listen to me -

Stop trying to wrap yourself in clothes that you weave
it is dream-cloth,
invisible,
Your shame is apparent before all the world,
and every wind pulls at the warmth of your blood.

Stop trying to salve your wounds with lotion you make
it is poison
numbing the sore place
to fill it with deadness and pus.

Look, look at me-

My hands are full to overflowing-

Go-

Sell all that you have and give it to the poor
and buy from me treasure that will last

Gold refined in fire - your impurities burned away by suffering
White clothes to wear and erase your shame
Salve for your eyes, so you can see me.

Don't you know, don't you know I love you?
That is why I rebuke and discipline you.
How I long for your earnest repentance!

I am standing here, banging on the door of your heart -
Look, listen, hear!
Come!

Let me in so that we may be community again-
me in you and you in me.

Than I will no longer call you servants but friends.
and you will sit with me and reign
Just as I sit with my Father and reign
Because we overcame.