It will be okay
You don’t have to suffer
forever, in the abyss seeking redemption.
Just be gentle,
Life will happen anyway,
And the warm translucent stones
of God’s tears
will shower over you.
Over the desolate country and endless land
over the certainties and contradictions of life.
And the truths of the innocent new breath
are finally coming home.
Whatever your name,
no matter how unspoken, the love you want is possible.
Singing to you like a confession,
blunt and enthused
Again and again, saving your song
in the safe place you’ve made.
Friday, April 25, 2008