LET THERE BE
Let there be
light
and agents
of light
you and me
with eyes wide open
seeing
as we’re meant to
things as they are
Let us
recall each other
graciously
our humanness
requires
a generous forbearance
on account
of our perpetual
bewilderment
We stumble upon
any little thing
a sliver of light
beneath
a closed door
and rush
to believe we know
what’s behind it
Imagine.
Let there be
breathing, then
in
out
a slowing
down
yes, like that
a gentle widening
of the distance
between stimulus
and response
It’s a perfectly
beautiful option
to simply
not know
This great unfolding
grace
does not need
your certainty
nor require
your protection
to do its work
Relax
unfurl your fists
release
the white-knuckle grip
on all that anger
you think you need
You don’t.
We don’t.
We can’t
anymore.
Let there be
peace
flowing down us now
like oil
on Aaron’s beard*
and sorrow
yes
and grief
a true lament
for what might have been
It isn’t fair, is it,
that we all
got broken
so early in the dance?
Let there be, then,
an awakening
the enfolding
of tears
for justice
for mercy
for love
have for too long
been strangers
to our communion
Enough.
Enough.
Enough.
I love you.
Let all
that is darkness
fall away
and come undone
that you and me
with eyes wide open
may see
as we’re meant to
things as they are