Oh Lord of Life and Master of this world,
where heaven touches Earth again, & stars
keep to their cycles/ places they’ve been hurled;
and others, smaller, like Venus & Mars
appear to wander aimless (to our view)
through skies at night (& day as well, though we
don’t often see them then for blue
curtains draw across the sky we see
and life is focussed daily on this Earth.
But just as much each day we live, since birth
we have the opportunity to see
this Earth in context of eternity!
A bigger world that stoops to hold our home
and knows more grief* than we could dream exists
and still gives out and still provides, and cares
and welcomes and gives space to joy and peace.
And sings a deeper song with pleasures strong,
and focussed on relationships which seem
to eyes of fetal humans sometimes wrong,
because of twists and turns we did not dream
up, or we did dream up an awful lot
of nightmares - well they came into our heads.
Oh God we give back to you what we’ve got
and thank you for the weeks and days instead
that have been gifted by creative love
to us, to give and not expect return.
And in this way join with life from above,
as songs of joy & peace and grief* we learn.
* “And God saw.. that it was … good/ very good” x 7 (Genesis 1: 4,10, 12,18, 21, 25, 31); “The LORD saw … And the LORD was sorry that he had made humans on the earth, and it grieved him to his heart.”(Genesis 6:5-6 NRSVUE)
"How blessed those who grieve. They will find comfort!." (Matt 5:4)
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