That water that flows under the stillness of night
Where the fish drift listlessly in and out
The silver leaves of grass drooping in the glow
And the bone-colored remnants of frozen leaves
The grey sticks that lay like cancelled dreams
Where the stones are pondering eternity
The coldness of water that chills the ankles
And the bread baking in the oven for you
Dripping with garlic and butter and baking
The heater that keeps you warm
The Christmas tinsel that keeps the house cheerful
The knock of someone who loves you
The nuzzle of one who you cradle close
And lamps in the window at night
Where people pass by in hurried little ways
And you and I are snuggling
The chickens that scratch for their daily bread
And the earth when the frost hits the land
Dolls that gaze out with secret knowledge
For they are no longer alive
The reason I shiver when I think of the grave
And how much I want to hold you
Life is precious and without some little sticks
And a roof over our head and some dinner
Then you will start to cry because you have needs
Oh my little drummer boy
I'll hold you till my life is spent aged through
And to hell with the afterlife
To hell with that which told me to wait on
May we be happy here and now
May our tears fall welcome into the earth
And may you find peace here
A terrible thing has happened to me
The ownership of my whole person
And everything that I have is nothing
And all can be taken away from me
I am nobody, and all I love comes to nothing
For all of my mortal life
Is there really an inequality so great
That one never gets an answer from God
Do we all die with nothing in the end
Is everything taken away
In theory everyone is a nothing
And nobody really owns anything
You cannot take these things with you
When you eventually cease to exist
So why do they matter to us in life
At least I am a mother who loves you
At least I have a good heart
That follows with that which was taught
At least the life that I shelter
Is one that does not take
The wind blows from one end of the wall to the other
And lifts up the leaves in flight
That which is from another world
Does not agree with me
It says there is nothing but science
And in my heart there is so much more
So much truth that is so much greater
But then, they are smarter than me
And I am kinder than them
Isn't kindness what really matters
Maybe it is just enough to say
That a wren in the snow is a wren in the snow
Can't one thing take away from it
It is what it is, and little else
Oh take me into your arms
Take me itn the arms that loved me
With a heart that does not comdemn
And hold me with all the powers of heaven
My one and only friend
In Jesus' Name,
Amen
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