I walk the length of Edmonton’s river valley
and still the morning has not come. Under a bridge
I light a candle and stare into the honey-coloured flame
and watch one translucent tear brim over then go solid.
I see a hard rain hover above the hospital —
one thousand clouds clench their fists.
And yet, there will be church today
and all the green of summer will look up in hope.
And despite my failure to perceive You,
I will fall back to believing
that Your thin arms stretched the length of a plank
make a bridge to healing — yes, the heart,
and also the cells that have failed their weaving,
to raise the bodies that carry so lightly, this life…
I return to my candle and pray for all the wincing stars
who have left their doors open to dawn,
and suddenly I love them all,
although, like God, it seems, love them is all I can do.
May you have a blessed, love filled day.
Thank you very much Don!
a bridge to healing — yes, the heart,
and also the cells that have failed their weaving,
Oh. Stephen. ???
Those question marks are a heart and praying hands. Emoticon fail.
The question marks were meant to be a heart and praying hands. Emoticon fail. Sending Love and Light.
Yeah, it’s happened before on this WordPress platform, I always read them as hearts. 🙂
Thank you Laurie!
The question marks are meant to be a heart and praying hands. Love and Light transcend tech glitches.
Yes they do!
And to love them is all
we can
do.
Peace to find you, and much loving kindness
to surround you my friend.
Thank you for your kindness Tamara!
Love. Yes…
Thank you Adela!
Grateful.
Thank you Lori!