Compartments
The glory of hope
lures us,
makes cowards of us,
leaves us to squirm in darkness
and unbearable light.
Can we give thanks for such unease?
Can we be grateful for our need?
The choice is ours to make.
When we run out of options,
the next door
waits.
The Repairman
sands off the rust,
lubricates the handle --
are we ready?
What could happen
if we believe
that God will not
deceive?