Love Costs

Tristan Robert Lange

Official, yet never officious
Sanctity begins with dignity—
Corruption can’t buy Communion,
And holiness is measured by
Righteousness over religiosity.
 
Righteousness is justice transferred
Over to those who’ve been othered.
Measured by their faithfulness to love,
Every disciple follows the Teacher,
Regardless of the personal cost.
Only love will win out in the end.
 
Poet’s Note:
An acrostic Scorched Sunday poem. Part of my Scorched Strays series. This poem reflects on costly discipleship—where Communion cannot be bought, dignity defines sanctity, and love outlasts violence.
 
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, February 15, 2026.
 
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  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Online Online)
  • Published: February 15th, 2026 09:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: I’m published in an anthology featuring authors from across the Poconos, PA. All proceeds benefit the Pocono Liars Club — a collective of authors and editors dedicated to supporting and mentoring local writers. Available in paperback and Kindle, please consider purchasing one and supporting a great cause. https://a.co/d/58uxM69
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  • Friendship

    Well done. Your poem addresses themes of spirituality, justice, and the essence of true holiness. It critiques superficial religiosity and advocates for a practice of faith that is deeply rooted in love, dignity, and social justice.

  • sorenbarrett

    Magnificent Tristan, some wonderful lines here
    "And holiness is measured by
    Righteousness over religiosity."
    So true but the one that struck hardest
    "Measured by their faithfulness to love,
    Every disciple follows the Teacher,
    Regardless of the personal cost.
    Only love will win out in the end."
    It is in that four letter word that comes another, hope. Hope for the individual and the species. A fave



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