This is the thunder of prayer after four years of silence

This is the old songs in a new mouth

Fumbling over words sometimes

Breaking and cracking out of tune sometimes

This is the cathedral’s echo

Preacher moan

Choir clap

Believer shuffle

Angel whisper

This is silence…that is all

And how holy that can be

And how damning that can be

This is harmonizing grief

Suffering and forgiveness

When He called you out of the waters

(If He did call you)

Did you feel the ribs of the boat you are?

Run your hands over the oars?

Taste the salt of the storms?

Whatever the shipwreck

There is a blessing in this ark

We flipped our boats for a roof

Sat under coloured glass

And tried to makes sense of living…


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