For any that may be dealing with loss during this holiday season and wondering about God’s attendance in the affairs of life, I hope this poem offers helpful perspective of a tabernacle and sanctuary of hope.
The Companion
~ Paulette Jackson
I understand you have known sorrow and loss
The countless days of unrelenting anguish
continue their tally of accumulating despair
and register in your soul
I see you standing there,
The gaze from your eyes and a faint smile of invitation
couches an offer of comfort. The pain is too deep.
The salve of healing and the gauze of protection
have muffled the cries of torment
The bandages are clean, revealing only repair, remedy
so the bleeding goes unnoticed
A look of reserve paints your appearance for others
whose sorrow has passed
and whose company has been taken from you.
But you do not take leave of your burdens
For since the beginning
you have shared intimately,
so they have travelled with you.
You, the dancer,
whose understanding of the music once mentored others -
with skillful motion and feet so secure -
now stumble and falter as broken and unfitting
Is this the tender hand of The One who has called,
a feeling rough and harsh…a painful touch called Love?
“There is nothing lost that cannot be found” whispers the voice of the poet
with this borage drink offering from the Queene
Hell’s fires redeem the wilderness
leaving smoke to hedge sorrow
and the promise of a dwelling comes in a cloud.
Stillness is the sanctuary
that conveys us
to undoing – to end -
and to the full embrace of finding …beginning
For the Support of Your Life
Fore the Many Sides of Life
Paulette Jackson
facets@bellsouth.net
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