First the long loneliness of COVID and now
the dark shadow of Ukraine and the fear
of nuclear extinction hanging over our heads
like the blade of a guillotine. As we flail &
stumble toward You Lord along a path strewn
with the debris of human perversity how
much longer can You remain mute to the cries
of our wounded world?
There are no metaphors to disguise our
nakedness and the numbness we feel beneath
our skins. Having dismantled Your heavenly
throne and removed Your crown of thorns
will we ever find the strength to hold our palms
together in prayer, breathe again the sweet
clear air of day? We need Your help Lord,
bestow your great Mercy upon us, breach
this black night of the soul with Your light.