is it irony
this leaving of cold dark winter
into the light of spring
just as he learns of the darkness in his body
and the radiation that will slow its journey
into spring
and his lessened future.
is it mercy
this praying for his life, his light
we have nothing to sacrifice other
than the burnt offering that he will become
under the merciless eye of
the ticking machine
and his lessoned future
love and friendship are our only traveling mercies
as he journeys into the spring of his foreseeable future
Psalm 51:15-17 Lent 2019
A good friend begins his journey. We are walking with him on his path as far as we can. We love him so and ask for mercy.
What a moving poem!!! -Alan
Thank you, Alan – wish we were not dealing with the reality.
❤