Tuesday 4 July 2023

Something is coming

Something arriving:

a thing that’s been sworn

to the brokenness in me,

to the ashes and thorns.


I’ve waited and cursed,

stuck in this line.

Something is coming

kind of on time.


I’m sensing it near.

No longer the stall.

Something arriving

in glory and all.


It’s also a calmness

and tenderness too,

tinged with a wrath

—I’m collecting what’s due.


It’s that sweet, subtle fury

in the pluck of the chord.

Something is coming.

Finally, Lord.






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