Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Blessing that which watches

While there is that within us
which blesses all it sees,
another unseen watcher
stands behind a darkened window,
suspicious and condemning,
hoping for the worst
and longing for disaster
to befall the ones who dare disrupt
the even tenor of our plans and dreams.

To whom do we listen?
To this bright, sunlit God,
hand raised in loving greeting
to each event and person
that passes by
these flesh-colored walls?
Perhaps its time to turn his face around
and bless the caged and hungry one
who watches from within
and yearns for that blessing
only You can share...

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1 comment:

Maureen said...

I had just written and posted on my blog a new poem about the earthquake and tsunami when I came to see your new posts. We all seem to be writing about darkness and light today.