Photography: Mayank Dhanawade
Your Word is a lamp unto my feet
Direct them Most High
"Who is like our God?"
I ask
Louder, softer, I repeat
It is all I have and convinced all I need
My feet walked two miles
Today...
in remembrance of a soul and souls
Gone too soon
Aborted destines
I cry out to You, I hear nothing but silence
Pen a poem, it's like breathing
I don't know any other way
So now
Im trying to look through a Word
I need a word
Give me a word God!
Surely you have one
I need a phrase
Something
I need an anchor
I can't sink
I can't wallow
Let me look through a word and
swing it open
Try to make meaning
Try to make sense
of these losses
The rhythm of my walk slows
Because it's too much to carry
This deluge of tears
They come like when the levies broke
Bursting forth
I tried to hold them back
Collecting hurts and sorrows in my throat
They are hard to swallow
and my lips... they quiver
So I resist the urge to stop them
Release
Release
Release
That's better
That's your Word for me