why – Barb, poet priest

Word from a Whirlwind

Word from a WhirlwindGod’s Answer to Job Pentecost 22; Job 38:1-7Why ask why? My realm’s too wild and wide,this cosmos too diverse, immense and freeto bend its complex meaning to rewardor punish what a creature strives to be.Gird up your loins, you mortal! Answer me!How dare you with your God contend, and pleadyour innocence toContinue reading “Word from a Whirlwind”

Praying My Age

When shadows lengthen, and things that hide in shadows lurk, be to me the shaft of light that gilds me in surprise. Colour my sky. When evening darkens, and landmarks blur within the murk, be to me the eyes of owl, that guide a seeking glide. Charm me to fly. When fog confuses, and everyContinue reading “Praying My Age”