August 24, 2010

high & low

stay,
Lord, breathe for us;
pray,

Lord, ray
Your light;
allay

gray
shifts, Lord—
may

weigh
within
One, day

grown free—; delay
not—hourly our fears
lay

bellows; fray
still, Lord. Walls
cannot sway
Your will today

Posted by nancy at August 24, 2010 08:49 PM
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