Wednesday, August 29, 2018

For My Fourth Child

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

2 comments:

  1. Thanks for sharing your writing.
    I don't understand, either, how there can be any goodness in death.

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  2. Yet there is-- that mystery of beauty from ashes.

    Like He did David, may God give you comfort in loss with this true Hope.
    Your words ring clear.
    Thank you for sharing them, Deborah.

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