Another Psalm

I always considered it
something rather formal,
something supplicated
from low to high, and
it is that but it is
also a conversation
of hearts transcending
so we talk or perhaps
I walk and hope to hear.

At first it seems useless
because you know,
don’t you, you know
before words spoken,
before thoughts formed
but that’s the point,
you say, don’t you know
I want to hear
the heart speak.

I walk this bridge,
the only connection
between then and
soon to be, spanning
a river roiling,
destruction below,
the bridge you built,
the only link possible,
the only link walkable.

Lord Jesus Christ,
Son of God,
have mercy
on me
a sinner.
Selah

*Dedicated to Karin Fendick

This poem is submitted to the Warrior Poet Circle, hosted by Jason Stasyszen at Connecting to Impact. To see more poems submitted on “a prayer in the form of a poem,” please visit the site.

*This poem is dedicated to Karen Fendick. If you make a donation to The High Calling during the month of May, I’ve committed to dedicate a poem to you. Just let me know via the comment box or an email that you made a donation (not the amount).

Photograph: Diver from Beneath by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.