Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Fourth day gray and
craving space
between medicine runs and
doctor visits,
sleepless nights,
and a few last important finishings

A few days strong, I'm
tired already
embarrassed by short-term
cheerful care,
I am
too tired to pretend otherwise

Three-day tree lit up
to warm
with color
gray songs on repeat
embracing gloom
blurring stark in hopeful soft

Thirty-seventh week
of forty
gathering prayers
from those looking in and
looking on,
waiting for tomorrow's photos

Daily grace measured out
to raise head from hand-rest and
clear blurry eyes
unexpected prayers
and mail-gifts
because baby is coming with Christmas

One safe Place for falling back
staring up
through questioned-gray to
sufficient strength and
answering "Who do you say I am?" with
God-certainty -

"Thou art the Christ, the Son of the Living God."

Uncounted years for learning
could not supply
this answer
breathed long ago into this
doubting heart
easing now with relief at His incredible care
24-34 of 1,000 Gifts


This post is linked at Holy Experience for One Thousand Gifts.

Shared too at Chatting at the Sky for Tuesdays Unwrapped.

(Image © Informal Moments Photography)


Maureen said...

~ for Kelly

His light
in our darkness
dispels shadow,
erases fear,
leaves behind
what you doubting
already know:

His love
is of you
and around you
and in you

Clearing sky
of storm and
wind, of
tears that
like rain
slip into

To shake out
on morning's
with a
His own

Your own
to slip into
the cozy bits
of heart
where He dwells

In you
and of you
all around you.

Blessings to you and yours on Thanksgiving Day.

Corinne said...

That was beautiful. Made me feel calm and peace for you somehow :)

L.L. Barkat said...

I love the poem, Maureen. A gift!

And Kelly, besides the gorgeous photo, this I loved for its straight-on expression...

"I am
too tired to pretend otherwise"

Abigail Jasmine said...

I love your creative writes..
I can relate always to them

That photo is so awesome ~ love it!

S. Etole said...

The way you deal with words is quit compelling.

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