Wednesday, April 8, 2020

By the Waters of This Babylon

















By the Waters of This Babylon


My eyes soak up
all the greens:
chartreuse, shamrock, lime,
pear, moss, seafoam, along
with the blues of sky
and gray-white clouds.

My soul sings with beauty
juxtaposed with heaviness:
coronavirus, loss of life and freedom,
burdens of first responders, and workers
who can't stay-at-home, the poor,
people of color, and all

the confusion. Yet, spring comes.
The earth unfolds. Mystery holds both
order and chaos: birth, beauty, death,
color, suffering. Joy and sorrow flow together.
This our collective passion week,
Christian or not.

Covid19 exposes us, shows us who we
are: compassionate, callous, selfish,
giving. Do we hoard; do we share or guard?
Do we buy guns or flow in endless song? Maybe
we are mixed, struggling to live, let go, open to love.
Either way, we are Divinely held, loved.

Together we find the colors
of lifegiving greens: mint, myrtle,
olive, jade, and form the notes
to a new song. Together we can sing
our holy song by the waters
of this Babylon.


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