As this day takes its final breath

..

, awash in crimson scrim
and curdled sky,
I hope that I
will have been still,

leaned into the hammock
of Your will,

and held my
self with gentle
(mostly empty)
hands. I hope I will

have sat and listened
to the breeze, stood
for what is true, knelt

to breathe
………………thank you.

 

..
Written for Poetic Asides

 

 

 

 

 

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4 Responses to As this day takes its final breath

  1. Feel like hitting that “Like” button a few dozen times.
    Sigh.
    This is brilliant. And today is most assuredly meant for me.
    Thank you.

  2. I’m hitting my like button too, because this is exactly what we’ve been trying to put into practice over the past 3 weeks at women’s study. Just say, “thank you.”

  3. Shawna says:

    Gorgeous: “awash in crimson scrim”
    Yuck: “and curdled sky”

    This is beautiful: “I hope that I
    will have been still,
    leaned into the hammock
    of Your will”

    Love this: “stood
    for what is true, knelt
    to breathe”

  4. Candy says:

    oh my, De. This is a humble, fervent prayer.

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