the word says
that the life is in the blood
that the sacrifice
pleasing to God
is the lifeblood
on the altar
and somewhere--
between the lines--
that the blood that is life
must be brought
to lifelessness
in order
somehow
to mend what is broken
to make right what is wrong
and to bring a far off God near
there is
no understanding
this word
how the lifeblood
that spills over into death
brings life again
I cannot pretend
to know how
your small incalculable life
figures in
with all these symbols and signs
I can only hope
that in the small wonder
that was you
and is you
God is mending something broken,
making right something wrong,
and drawing near from a faroff place