In the middle of crashing thunder, noise grinds to a halt.
On the edge of charcoal skies, radiant glory shines.
Into the broken places, healing.
Whisper into chambers
Set the captive free with prayers,
Wash over the wounded
Cry out a modern day psalmist’s lament or praise
Proclaim beauty wrapped in words
Leave the world for moments only
Through the portal carved gentle by a phrase or two
Of not prose,
Befriend the friendless, mount up to the highest heights
Go up with a word, lay it down,
Always leave the gift of poetry,
Penned in grace, bound up with strands of love,
Potent packages of
Joining Tweetspeak Poetry and 100 Sweet Bloggers for some poetry with Wordcandy.