Thursday 23 July 2015

The long night

The season has come
Of rain and storm
For the Lord has spoken
The sky is broken
into drops of water
Of course his and her
way was made crooked
When they mistook
The forbidden fruit
Taking what they shouldn't
But the water and the light
remains wet and bright
The Saviour in our midst
Who invites yet does not insist
The coming
The longing
The Son for ever shining
into that long dark night
A comfort for these times
Thinking not about what might
or might not find
its way into your imaginings
For the rainbow has no end or beginning
.

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