They say you know
all
that ever was and
all
that is and
all
that ever will be.
They say beyond
all
measure is
the breadth
and width
and height
of your love,
a love
beyond
all
fathoming.
They say
all
things were by you
formed and
all
things you sustain,
all
things obey
your will and
all
power is yours.
You know
they say
my thoughts
my hopes
my dreams
and what my love would do
did I not lack
power,
but still I speak
so you
who know
all
might know
this grief
particular
so that you
who love is
might love
this one I love
so that your voice
which
they say
stilled waves
and winds,
called dead men
back
healed the halting
and the blind
might heal
a hurt
this hurt
beyond
our skill.
Our earnest prayers
from earth
to heaven
fly.
Elijah mocks
our silent
sullen
sky.
If all
these things
they've
said and say
are true,
pardon Sir
all this
and silence
too?
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