As You Were

(For someone in trouble. May healing come quickly.)

“If I say, ‘Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light around me become night,’ even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day, for darkness is as light to you” – Psalm 139: 11-12

I stumble on the twisted root

Look up at the tree that

Tripped me

Rising high above,

Arms outstretched in the widest welcome

Taking everything in

Giving everything away

Creating a canopy under which

All could gather gladly

In joy and laughter.

I think of you

As you were.

A closer look

I see the scars and burns ascending

With the trunk toward the azure sky.

Signs

Of how many storms

How many blows

How many fires

That threaten to undo

Topple

Consume?

And yet, it stands.

And I, lying at its mangled feet

Think of you

And how you can be.

May the mystery of love

Which holds the mightiest of trees

And the most fragile scarred hearts

Hold you fast

Bind your wounds

And raise you up

Into the light.

Make it so.

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2 thoughts on “As You Were

  1. Beautiful, Chris. A reminder to me of these past 5 years without Carol and that there can still be light ahead in the future.

  2. Chris, I had not read your poetry before, but there is great depth here, compacted into such powerful, short phrases. So many images invite me to stop and consider: the “outstretched” arms of the tree become the cross and the “mangled feet” the nail-pierced one thereon set against the “canopy” under which “all could gather gladly/ in joy and laughter.” Very rich. Thanks for making me slow down and think about it.

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