A Change

I was praying the words of the Psalms:

Bless the Lord O my soul ...

But I didn't need a cosmic dad just then.

Stubblefaced grump belching
in the celestial La-Z-Boy,

short-fused crank

laying down the law.

Stickler for tradition,

I ventured a change:
all my being, bless
her holy name!

At once, I felt at home
within the embrace
of my soul's beloved Friend.


Enwombed in newfound joy

I prayed:
she forgives all your sins
and heals
all your infirmities.

Of course, Lady Julian
(the anchoress of Norwich)
dared centuries ago

to speak of her Saviour

as motherlike, gentle, kind:

to me, it felt subversive!

Nonetheless,

I make bold to say:
she has redeemed
my life from the grave
and crowned me
with mercy
and lovingkindness.

 

 

Thomas DeFreitas

2017





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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Tom. A very good work.
Ken.
2017-06-25

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Out for My Walk
by Thomas DeFreitas