Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Call His name

Call His name     

The darning of a coat,
a pulling on the oars;

the sawing of a casket plank,
a bell’s tolling;

a calling bird in the green wood;
its flap of wings across the sky;

the knocking on a door,
the chimes of a clock,

singsong, saying His name –
Meher Meher Meher Meher . . .

sewing us up; sewing ourselves
to His silence, with each stitch

more inseverable, each stroke, toll,
call and flap; chime, each knock

upon heaven’s solid, heavy door;
calling to the One inside.

O child of God, call His name
until it sings in your veins. 


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