Today

today
before the sun came up
my hands were empty
you heard my cry
worth more to you
than life itself

a small form flew
into
a shadow of a
bush
close by
the branches moved

I saw
could almost touch
and was consoled

your presence
in my heart
my shelter
in your heart
clinging
with adherence
in dark
before the dawn

By Wendy Yanikoski

(Wendy Yanikoski is a member of Most Sorrowful Mother of God Parish in Vevay.) †

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