psalm between days

the fire blazes through the mystery of sudden cool and unapproachable darkness. And I see it all. From Eden's first morn to the apocalyptic echoes of all that will be and i stand straight next to the turn of mercy and i see you.

You are first kindness beyond the spoken ness of words and the stroke of unspeakable vision.
You are the open handed strength of common which stands on the scales of ticking time.

Cover me with your hand and hide me away in the jagged earth.

a mist
a speck
a grain

and yet you remember.