Blessing the dust

All those days you felt like dust, like dirt, as if all you had to do was turn your face toward the wind and be scattered to the four corners   or swept away by the smallest breath as insubstantial—           did you not know what the...

On Genesis 22

The Divine voice spoke, And Abraham listened With enfleshed ears.    The Voice spoke of futures incomprehensible,  And current moments insufferable.    “Your Daddy loves you” The throaty, choking whisper escapes a grief-stricken heart.  “Not so tight, Daddy”...