Oh Lord

How do I sustain

How do I sustain as I am crawling,

crouching towards your grace

How do I stand confidently

in the space where you’ve called me

Sacred space

Cut a path through the temple

where the world

convicts me


At the foot of your mercy throne I fall

cast locks and limbs

towards your hem

which frays

Golden threads

mingle with the hair on my head


bend in the middle

fall down in window light

Oh Lord

How do I sustain

and stand

in the place where you’ve called me