Oh Mercy

Oh Mercy

(“Praise the Lord, O my soul. And forget none of His acts of kindness.” Psalm 103:2)

He has spoken, He has loved us,
not a token or scribbled note on a napkin;
He has loved us, He has chosen,
not a segment or favored few; us and only.

The world spins darkly, the mirrors reflect dimly,
we breathe short, live less, digressing from the
designer’s pattern; oh Mercy, oh Kindness,
Righteousness and Justice. We crave
the banquet, and do not starve. We thirst
the waters, and wet our tongues.

Didn’t we dance once? Didn’t the world
green the day and crystal the night? Don’t you
recall the innocence, the child’s choice to
watch the stream flow endlessly until the last
diamond of sunlight between the leaves quietly
slipped behind the hill?

He has given, He has embraced
a world cringing the touch of the sanest love,
the same love we swam in before we began to
choose teams, pick sides, and divide the us and only.

He forgave, them, us; and inverted lonely,
emptied the satisfied crowns of hand-me-down
conquest; Conquered death. Oh Mercy, Oh Kindness,
address us all and only, sons and daughters of
renewed creation. Address us all, children of
Your kingdom where sighs are contentment
allied with love.