Image and Verse

Slowly
she celebrated the sacrament of letting go.
First she surrendered her green,
then the orange, yellow, and red
finally she let go of her brown.
Shedding her last leaf
she stood empty and silent, stripped bare.
Leaning against the winter sky
she began her vigil of trust.

 

Shedding her last leaf
she watched its journey to the ground.
She stood in silence
wearing the color of emptiness,
her branches wondering;
How do you give shade with so much gone?

 

And then,
the sacrament of waiting began.
The sunrise and sunset watched with tenderness.
Clothing her with silhouettes
they kept her hope alive.

 

They helped her understand that
her vulnerability,
her dependence and need,
her emptiness,
her readiness to receive
were giving her a new kind of beauty.
Every morning and every evening they stood in silence
and celebrated together
the sacrament of waiting.

***

Image: Sunrise, 11 October 2012
Verse: “The Sacrament of Waiting”, Macrina Wiederkehr

6 thoughts on “Image and Verse

    • Hey Siobhan,
      I first read this poem on retreat several years ago and I loved it instantly. I love it as a meditation on transition – when you have left one place but are not yet in the other. To see the waiting as a sacrament???!!!! . . . so, so powerful.

      (The english major in me bubbles right beneath the surface sometimes, lol.)

      Hoping life is somewhat back to normal for you guys. Praying this nor’easter is mild.

      Love to you.
      Sheila

  1. I love Macrina!!! I used to manage an indie ecumenical bookstore and she was a frequent speaker at events. Truly lovely person. Thank you for sharing this.

  2. Sheila, As I help my daughter and 2 grand-daughters who now live with me, I so lppk forward to your pictures and words. Just wanted to tell you how they calm me and encourage me as I deal with a 4yr and 2 1/2 year old little girls again. Thanks! Chris G

    • Hey Chris,
      The book Simplicity Parenting by Kim Payne really turned my mothering around. I wish I had read it when my boys were that age.

      I’m so glad you’re here. Miss you!!
      Sheila

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