The Sounding (a musing on psalm 144)

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I knew the voice, for I had
heard it many times before.
It was he who trained me, him
I’ve trusted since my youth.
He was sounding the days for
an echo from the missing ones
who used to walk with him in
the cool of the lost good world.
I knew the deceitful mouths to
be loud, so for him to hear me
I must sing an unhurtful song.
I howled the way we did before
we chose these alien roles, before
the falsehood, before the exile.
I glimpsed his passing shadow
and felt his care. I howled longer,
happy that this was so.
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2 Comments

  1. hisfirefly on July 30, 2013 at 1:06 pm

    “He was sounding the days for
    an echo from the missing ones”

    how you’ve captured His heart, here…

  2. Diana Trautwein on July 30, 2013 at 6:33 pm

    I think maybe we’re all looking for that kind of howling, the one from before. (Thanks for the books recommended of late – just dipping into both, prayers and essays.)

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