Monday, May 13, 2019

Lord God, mercy is in your hands

Lord God, mercy is in your hands, pour

me a little. And tenderness, too. My
need is great. Beauty walks so freely
and with such gentleness. Impatience puts
a halter on my face and I run away over
the green fields wanting your voice, your
tenderness, but having to do with only
the sweet grasses of the fields against
my body. When I first found you I was
filled with light, now the darkness grows
and it is filled with crooked things, bitter
and weak, each one bearing my name….
But I go back, the threshold is always

-Mary Oliver, from “Six Recognitions of the Lord”

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