A HEAVY LADEN BOAT
carries burdens and dreams
of our undoing but we carry
them anyway in Holy love,
not knowing if the boat will
smash itself on the hidden
reef.
The indifferent sea - lost in its
waves, oblivious to our cry,
blind to our outstretched hands
and dangling feet - remains
enslaved by pulsing currents
none can see.
We drift slowly toward
Earth's sunset, waiting for
the dark night, listening
to the gentle gurgle of the
waves, hoping for angels
to
descend from Jacob’s ladder
to
save us from our despair.
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