Thursday, May 5, 2011

I came to the end again

I came to the end again
to the bottom to the
grumpy and proud and a bit
angry at everyone else.
I sat there for a few
minutes in the filth and
lonely, my eyes tight
shut to your voice or
grace or anything gentle
that would challenge my

But you waited quietly
until I opened one eye slowly
and your face was too soft
and I was shattered
to whole.

[psalm 2 August 2009]


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