persistent as sparrows
Harvey S. Mozolak

the floor is worn
by the bed
where the knees
undress the day
and await a blanket
of hushing wings
promise sounding in the wind
the open stained
from the tears
window sill
rain seeking beyond
what can be seen
for the lost to return
the table set
with an extra chair
the one with the wings
waiting for companionship
to harbor hope again
the judge has left the bench
court has ended
justice has retired
fear thunders: awake
and now the gavel
is on his door
like crying
and prayer
a hunger
clawing the clouds
for rest and nest
and shared bread crumbs

 
Lectionary 29
Luke 18. 1-8