Oh, sacred and pierced One, I hide behind the sweeping skirts of Your redemption,
a frightened, naked child with an empty heart.
I hide behind the swirling folds of Your love,
folds that catch me and my emptiness up in the dance,
freeing me from dominating fear,
fear that has chased me all my life.
I speak from behind the shining robes of Your wonder—
they cover me from accusation.
My “well-done, good and faithful” is heard, but only in muffled tones
as I bury my face in You.
My Book of Uncommon Prayer: Have Mercy
Beautiful words perfectly paired with these images! Happy weekend to you!
Thanks, and to you!
Again Lily, beautiful in both photograph and prose. Are these random poems or do you have a book of them? Is it published? thank you for uplifting my day.
Thanks. It is an idea I have had for a while–takes off on the old Book of Common Prayer. Some prayers I have written and recorded in my myriad notes and idea pile, but some I am writing new (another this a.m.). I would like to publish it as a set some day.
Really beautiful! Love the “sweeping skirts” imagery and “bury my face in you”. Keep writing your beautiful poems.
Thanks so much!
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