Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Heal Me

heal this reluctant child of yours,
Holy One:

i despise the truth
that pain
is my faithful companion,
but am laoth
to place it in
your scarred hands;

i gnaw on the
in my heart,
its tart taste
tingling my tongue,
so i cannot
savor the sweet
Bread of Life;

the millstones
piled on my shoulders
by the world
break my flesh,
i fear
the peace
you offer me
will shatter
my arrogant spirit.

heal me,
Holy One,
heal me.


(c) 2007 Thom M. Shuman

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