A person sits in the middle.
Oil is poured.
Each of us places a hand on him
or her
and we pray.
My breath catches every time.
How is God going to move?
Is He going to move?
What will I do if He moves?
I'm scared,
scared of God,
Scared He might confront me with his existance
in a way it might take me weeks to explain away again.
and sorta hoping he will.
Evil and idolatrous, I seek after a sign
or at least wish for one
so I can doubt it
or explain it away
5/11/04
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