Psalm 29
have you watched the grey clouds swim
across the sky in a
synchronized net to trap
the sunlight, and felt
your skin shudder
in shock at the sudden
snap of cold
about you?
have you turned the
corner into
a force that presses
you back, had to
duck into an alley so
as to catch your breath,
stolen by the wind?
have you
opened the door
to a sheet of water
that would drown
the strongest fish?
have
you felt your
stomach fall to the
ground in awe
and excitation as the
sky thunders
to shake the walls and
lightning shatters
the dark – for a second?
Out of the darkest
clouds shines God’s
voice, a beacon to
light your way.
Into the coldest days
and nights
blazes God’s voice, a
fire to warm
your heart.
Against any force, any
gale that will
blow your breath right
out of your lungs,
stands God’s voice,
shelter in
which to catch your
breath again.
Under deepest water
God’s voice
is the calling of a
whale to hold you
and burp you onto the
shore bedraggled,
but very much alive.
Above the shaken floor
resounds
a voice that is never
shaken, never
stunned into silence –
it cries out
like the raging storm,
for all
who have ears to hear.
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