Lent - Day 16

Praise

god or the gods, the unknown, 

that which imagined us, which stays 

our hand, 

our murderous hand,

                   and gives us

still,

in the shadow of death,

            our daily life,

            and the dream still 

of goodwill, of peace on earth. 

Praise

flow and change, night and 

the pulse of day.

An excerpt from "Mass for the Day of St. Thomas Didymus"
by Denise Levertov