Ad Profundis

Ad Profundis

Merciful is Your Name, Fundament under all

depths, beneath every profundity, chasm, and

grave where we harrowed have fled to give void to our

misery; fleeing You, finding You, pity-full.

Peace in hope hidden, and hope with dawn rises, yet

dusk only now dusts the scarlet with shadow. Long

hours of grim Solstice distend the horizon and

settle her chill on these quivering denizens.

Joy is our right by inheritance. Blessed the

mourner, though first he a mourner must be. In the

ashes of all loved and longed for we lay and pray

silently, dreading the promise of happy days.

Fools, sincere, bludgeon with hasty serenity.

Jesus, before you arose as the Victor, you

dwelt in the dust and in silence knew dolor. What

solace or balm better fathoms the desolate?

Sit with me here, clad in cinders and camel-hair.

Spirit of Christ you are all consolation; You

only, enough. E’en this pit cannot spare me the

depth of Your presence encircling me, Merciful.

~

3-1-13

AMDG