
Poem: We Rise
We Rise We rise in your flaming, Holy One: the wind of your wisdom stirs A cry within us asking Mercyon our humanness, weak with wrongs. You forget unworthiness as you see the slightest turningto another way not yet yours but closer. From afar you sense our change and distance is no more: your welcome cleanses us; in tears we rise. Pentecost 2020 — Audrey