If
Only I Could Tell Them
Sitting
in my beige chair watching
darkness
descend outside my window
I
heard the soothing sound of crickets.
Their
singing took me from troubles,
left
me with myself, reminded me
life
was good and full and generous.
If
only I could tell them
I
slept that night a changed woman
–
no
longer alone.
Threshing
Floor
Okay
God.
You
know more about
what
I need than I do
What
I seek is of no value
compared
to your infinite gifts.
You
put me on love’s threshing floor
and
grind me to a fine dust.
You
place me in the palm of your hand
and
with your silent breath
open
me to the stars.
