February 16, 2011

A PSALM: PRESSING IN


There is a pressing in, a cloud around us

It threatens to overwhelm – and to overcome

It came, unbidden

It is a heavy companion.


There is a pressing in, a reckoning with self

A confession drawing us to God and to those who love us

A crushing scent and taste

It is our sober companion.


There is a pressing in, a soulful stirring

The saltiness of tears and brush of hyssop

An attending of wounds, a new, light rain

It is a deepening companion.


There is a pressing in, a lifting of head

A fixing of the eyes, the shadow of a cross

The earthy perfume after a rain

It is a deciding companion.


There is a pressing in, a certain resolution

A band of colors in the sky, daring us to hope

We lift our hands, surrendering

It is a startling companion.


There is a pressing in, a new leaning

A song from the garden gaining strength

There is praise - and an altar

It is an anointing companion.

Pjs 12/10

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