Lord, you have seen our trouble and our sorrow.
You have heard the prayer of the weak, Lord,
and you will strengthen their hearts.
Psalm 9
In the cool of evening
the light becomes a gravel of stars
across the deep-blue road of night.
Venus rolls over the horizon
like a bright pebble
into dark water
and our mind's havoc goes under
our long anguish as
we begin to roll the utterances
of our prayers
into bright blues and indigos,
blood-reds, emeralds, and golds
like rough stones
we long polish and smooth
with our weary and battered hearts;
drop into
the vast well
of Your sacred heart.
Inspired by Nancy Shuman's Post: Revisiting 5 Smooth Stones
Ah, good - you did it! When I read the beautiful comment you left on my post, I immediately thought "she could write a powerful poem about that!" And here it is. it is powerful indeed.
ReplyDeleteAnd a big thank you for the inspiration of your writing! I love that piece!! God bless you dear friend!!
DeleteI love this piece. The prayer stones. (I love this idea of prayer stones, Nancy!). I like how you've linked the vesper stones to gravel/stars and "road of night". Most especially I love the image of dropping the stones into a well. This is tangible and probable, and livable, and brings back memories of throwing or dropping stones into water, whether a well, or pond, lake, stream, or puddle. God is big, and he can take all our stones. Thanks for posting this and for your dialogue with Nancy on her site and yours. Love and light, friend!
ReplyDeleteThanks Amy! Prayer stones are intriguing and beautiful in their images and resonances. I didn't do them justice but tried to put down a little tribute for these gems. God bless..
DeleteBeautiful poem! That's how I think of sea glass, as prayer stones. The vast well of His Sacred Heart-that's a great image1 Thank you so much for your beautiful poetry.
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