To the One Who Prays for Me
(for Linda W.)
Who would bear me
on a litter of prayers
should your knees falter
or your folded hands fail?
If my bed should splinter
what stranger would sweep up
my shattered cause
gather my frame
and wave a cross
to draw the eye of God?
I could not walk to the altar
climb to the fire
or crawl to the throne,
but your certain petitions
bore me on clouds.
Your intercessions
raked the road.
Your supplications
anointed my journey.
On my lips your name is Blessing.
(for Linda W.)
Who would bear me
on a litter of prayers
should your knees falter
or your folded hands fail?
If my bed should splinter
what stranger would sweep up
my shattered cause
gather my frame
and wave a cross
to draw the eye of God?
I could not walk to the altar
climb to the fire
or crawl to the throne,
but your certain petitions
bore me on clouds.
Your intercessions
raked the road.
Your supplications
anointed my journey.
On my lips your name is Blessing.