Stumbling into the Sacred
Friday, April 14, 2017
Bereft
Good Friday
I am poured out like water;
all my bones are out of joint;
my heart within my breast is melting wax.
Psalm 22:14
the way collapses
deconstructs into
fragments bereft of meaning
love an echo
mercy keening
an eternity away
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