Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Good Friday contemplation poem

In this dying light- a tenebrae prayer.

darkness gathers about the cross, the light there dying draws it.
like lions circle prey
all darkness dances about the cross, for the light there dying draws it.

O tell me this is a ruse,
that you bait destruction with your failing flame,
that you draw it from your nestlings with your broken wing,
that this is not what it seems.

where now is the promise of death’s death in this dying light?

sorrow tarries for the night…
keep me, Lord, keep me ‘til the morning.

- by Brian Wilke

March 28th, 2009
Location: steve bell with the Ottawa Symphony orchestra,
Dominion-Chalmers United Church, Ottawa Ontario.
Music: steve bell moon over berkenau, dark night of the soul.

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