Psalm 24: Our Fathers' World
This world is God’s
and all the sunsets and
mountains and
old-growth forests
in Oregon
(not to mention
small dying men
inhabiting
basements on Chicago’s
near northwest side).
But ascending into God
requires some form
of decency and love
(and probably
good hygiene).
The clean
shall find blessing.
Look hard to see the
face of God
and of your father
who sits in his chair
and looks tired, tired,
and tired
until he thinks
someone is watching.
No, don’t look.
Let God and
your dad
have their rest.
Oh, common ground
reveal yourself
and doors open wide:
God would march
this way.
Oh, sweet love & life &
hard work & sport &
death & loneliness &
confusion & anger & quietude
& joy &
sweet adoration of God’s goodness
reveal yourself
and doors open wide:
God might march
this very way.
1/05/06
if you had
a dad
you might love him
posted by Tack City @ 17:03
9 Comments:
Thank you for posting another beautiful psalm. I adore reading your words.
-Ali
One of my favorites I think.
Miss you.
I like the repetition of the word 'and' towards the end. Reading that same word over and over again makes the reader anxious for the release. And using ampersands instead of the word frustrates the reading.
All that to say, it is brilliant.
You are my sunshine.
so good to see you back. wonderful.
Marty, do you know that I still have emails of yours from 3 or 4 years back? Sometimes I read them, just because I like to. I wish we lived closer!
I'm glad you're posting again.
I totally agree, Wendy (who I've not responded to in email, but without malice or aforethought), Mother is way tired. And mother more than deserves her own psalm. However, I am trying as I can to write companion pieces to the actual Psalms. This one really spoke of "father" to me.
Hopefully I'll have the opportunity to write a mother psalm soon.
And perhaps let you read it over drinks and dinner.
Hey, sir. Drop me a line when you get a chance!
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