Ode to my sister, the middle one, who assembles all.
On her birthday.
lost and lonely, bleeding souls,
to the meeting place
of warm, breathing stone
between the cold skies and this hot earth.
Come to the glowing horizon
on which we stand, together,
little flickering candles in the wind,
and pray at the end of the day
and in the morn, watch the sun
rise and give our praise
to Him who calls us
here, to the meeting place.
Come, come, with all you have
the good, the bad, the brave, the lowly, too, just come, come all.
Come, come, sit and eat, brother, sister, stranger, too,
eat this bread, the warm, broken bread
broken for you, broken souls.
As the steam rises, you breathe it in, the breath, His one, last breath for us.
He died, you live.
Come, come and drink,
and feel the grapes roll down your throat
the many, into your hands, your fingers each where they form leaves,
into your heels where they take roots, deep roots,
and reach down, deep
and so high up
that you touch that place
that meeting place
that we call heaven
that we call home.
Satiated, you repose
in the shade
under the tree, with me, of life, our meeting place
the bush that never burns, never down, anyway,
the grape vine.
Ignited, you leave it, the meeting place,
step into the darkness, so boldly
so your light may shine
so people can see it
there, in their dark.
So you leave, and you walk, with your bundle, filled with love, so you walk.
And then, in the prairie, in the sea of dark,
you loose sight of it, for a bit,
of your light, of the candles, us,
on the horizon, our altar
the flame is blurry, comes again, disappears, it eaten by the dark, gone.
You are lonely.
And in that night, the lonely night, the night of fear, you soon remember, over a prayer:
“Sister, brother, come, come!”
You listen then, closely listen. What was that?
You hear it softly, remember it then, nostalgically, that old, ancient song,
that familiar sound, our soulsong.
You remember there,
remember to be
remember to stay
draw closer, always closer
to your middle, my middle, that middle place
that meeting place
where you find it