I will go out now

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My heart is heavy with the weight of complicity

And I will weave no more
Where the weft is warped so darkly

And the straw we would have spun to gold
Is straw still at the last
And breaks in my hand
And cuts my fingers till they bleed.

I will go out now

And I will wash my hands in a mountain stream
And I will touch again the face of the sky
And I will touch again the face of the child

And I will leave no stain behind
And I will leave no trace
behind.

Sarah de Nordwall August 1999

What a joy it is to look back now and see the beauty of the things that followed. Sometimes the best eyes are the hope that springs from principle.

One Comment

  1. Leave no trace on the face of a child:
    None of your own brokenness or sin;
    None of the child's own tendency to insistence on self.

    Just as the Father would do, so must you do, too.

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