Friday, July 31, 2020

day 213

Lord, God of my salvation,
    when, at night, I cry out in your presence,
let my prayer come before you;
    incline your ear to my cry.” Psalm 88:1-2

when our souls
are shucked open
like an oyster,
when our hearts
are peeled away
layer by layer,
when our hopes
have been ground
under the heel of
bitterness,
you come to gather us
up
and listen to
our shattered words.

© 2020 Thom M. Shuman

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