Monday, August 31, 2020

Suddenly Spring

 

Suddenly spring –

Sing like the birds of promise!

Lunatic angels, revel with new-found hope,

As soft as under-feathers,

Yet as sure

As little beaks that drink from gurgling streams!

 

Suddenly spring –

Sun, be no more a strange!

Flirt with the breezes, laugh with the ever-sky!

Hold fast to empty air, and find it lifts you

Above the doldrums of a deadened sea.

 

Suddenly spring –

Flowers remember music,

Bending each perfect petal in a curve,

Chattering songs as old and new as morning,

While bitterness departs into the gloom.

 

Suddenly spring –

Taste, o my soul, the perfume:

Symphonic jasmine cascading delight

Into our blossomed senses, our skin yearning,

For the bare warmth of air, sweet in its tasting.

 

Suddenly spring –

This is the dance of ages,

Stepped out afresh, even age does not weary.

Tumbling with laughter, we are become as children.

Suddenly spring.

Wednesday, June 03, 2020

Prayer for Today (3/6/20)

Holy Word of God, be our breathing.
Rock of ages, be our anchor point.
May mercy infuse us,
Grace reclaim us,
And may justice flow like a mighty river.

Teach us to listen to you, and to one another.
Open our ears to the stories of the least,
And the tears of the exhausted,
And the whispers of the fearful.
Open our eyes and our hearts, and teach our hands to do righteousness;
And may your cross point out to us the road to peace.

Monday, June 01, 2020

I will sit and listen


I will sit and listen
You do not need my words to speak your pain.
Who am I to commandeer
A place I have not been?
Who am I to appropriate
A path I have not walked?
Who am I to presume
To make this about me?

Your words are strong words
Etched deep by the acid of corroding grief,
Scored upon hearts and bodies
By wounds with too-long history.
Let me listen
Let me learn
Till I can earn the right to weep with you,
Acknowledging my privilege
Even as I claim equality
(A claim you have rights to scoff.)

Let me learn from your anger,
Born of too-long patience,
Needing a Samson
To topple down the pillars
Of all that imprisons you.
Show me where I take away your power.
And,
As I sit and learn,
Let us breathe together
The promises of justice.


Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Mercy Flows


Mercy flows
Down through the streams of earth;
Mercy flows
Through the warp and weft of our being
Through our breathing
Our breathing in and out.
Mercy flows
Through our laughter,
Brittle as crystal,
Robust as flesh
(Hearts that can break and heal,
Hearts that replenish)
And through our tears
(Acid or clear pure water).
Mercy flows
Through touch that is reverent, gentle,
Touch that is holy,
Touch that touches us
Down in the secret places.
Mercy flows
Through words grace-chosen
Shaped with a jeweller’s care
For precision healing,
Gentle as mercy’s self.
Mercy flows
From the stars in icy glory,
The life-burn of the sun,
White-opal moon,
And shadows under trees.
Mercy flows
From mercy’s self,
Holding all aspirations
In one transcendent love.
Mercy flows
From mercy unto mercy
Breaking us,
In order to replenish and to heal.
Mercy flows.


Monday, May 18, 2020

Come!


The door is standing open,
Come, Holy Spirit come!
Bread of my heart here broken
For you, and locks undone.

Here, in the chrismed silence,
I wait your slightest word
To silence my heart’s chatter
(Profundities absurd.)

These bones that creak their dryness:
Bid them arise and sing,
Sing of the love that made them,
Blessing through everything.

Undo my false assumptions,
Shatter timidity,
Weave ragged threads with mercy
Until I can stand free.

Thursday, May 14, 2020

O Let us Sing of Turtles


O let us sing of turtles
That flourish in the deep
And rise like ships of wonder,
Bring joy-dreams to our sleep.

O let us sing of turtles
With wisdom in their beak
Complete within their silence
Amazing if they speak.

O let us sing of turtles
O let us dance and sing
And open up our living hearts
To joy in everything.

O let us sing of turtles
Who glide green through the sea
For they have added magic
To the world of you and me.

Wednesday, May 13, 2020

Chaos theory

They say,
(Or so I am told)
That the tiny flapping
Of the wings of a butterfly,
Somewhere in the Amazon,
Leads to the mighty chaos
Of a wild tornado.

But when I see a butterfly
Move like a blossom’s heartbeat
I see all chaos
Resolved into a moment’s beauty,
Light quivering.