Saturday, June 13, 2015

From the Notebook of J Michel

Lantern

I know that I will have to walk
through the darkness, alone.
But I don’t know if I can.

The still, small voice,
(shudder and awe –
displacement, discontent,
revelation. Acceptance)
has been calling.
I know that God is somewhere
In the out-there of in-here
and I’m so afraid that my feet won’t carry me.

"It’s like I’m holding
a lantern in my hands
and I’m trying to light it but
I can't.
I need someone to help me."

I was sobbing into the phone as if
she was standing in front of me.
Crying, again, I realized.

I know that, ultimately,
I will have to walk alone
through darkness,
but first
I need to kindle flame.

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