We can find our centre; a poem

by Hilary Horn

By Jenneth Graser – 

We can find our centre 

I come to you with all of my parts
that together in you, make a whole.

We sit in the overindulgence of feast
and the trying so hard to make it all fit.

The tunnel of too much of everything
is filled with your light.

Your breath is on the air
of my prayers.

I have caved in upon the loneliness
of myself, searching to make sense.

And found you, placing the warmth
of a robe about my shoulders.

I walked from place to place
caught up in the bright and entertainment.

And found a life of belonging,
where no more waiting is to be found.

You dropped possession to find us –
ready for a King.

Whatever we have faced
through a season of candles lit, memories sparked,

no matter what voices have said, or not said
and no matter what has been done or undone,

I come to you with all of my parts
that together in you, make a whole.

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