Sunday, November 25, 2018

At the edge

After Psalm 61

Teetering at the edge,
to look behind is to see

      the darkness, deep,

an abyss of the unknown. 
To feel resolve
      ebbing, courage

diminishing, strength
dribbling away leaving

     a husk, a shell,

a piece of chaff, prepared
to blow away at wind’s

     first hint, teetering

calling out in weakness,
teetering, slipping away,

     reaching for the rock
     the refuge as the rock
     the refuge reaching out
     to accept
     to embrace.

Photograph by Leio McLaren via Unsplash. Used with permission.

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