mortal wound


all our chronic
compulsive cleaving
good     and      bad
rich       and     poor
left        and     right
black    and     white
right     and     wrong

threatens to inflict
on our world
a mortal wound
that only a Divine
love can heal

© 2014 Dennis Ference
(First posted without pic 10/29/14.)

Separate or One

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I pray to abide in the Oneness of All
then doggedly separate myself
in pursuit of power, prestige,
victory, and status,
wondering, along the way,
why peace eludes me.

© 2015 Dennis Ference
Photo: © 2014 Lily Brock

Why, O Lord?

Why, O Lord, do you stand far off?
Why do you hide yourself in times
     of trouble?
Rise up, O Lord; O God, lift up
     your hand;
 do not forget the oppressed.
                         Psalm 10:1,12

When I look around
at this world,
so fractured and divided,
I am often discouraged
and often confused.
The strong oppress the weak
while the rich ignore the poor.
Violence supplants reason,
and fear overpowers love.
And all the while
the good and the true
are twisted by imitations
and slanted by lies.

I struggle
to see your hand at work,
but I am blinded
by your invisibility.
I strain
to hear your voice ring out
but I am deafened
by your silence.

Where are you, Lord?
Lord, where have you gone?
My longing for you,
grown stronger these days,
has made your absence
harder to accept and
more painful to endure.

Yet, in the depths of my anguish,
I do sense your quiet presence
and your presence too in
the anguish of all.

You are not making noise.
You are not making miracles
You are making love
by suffering with your own.
And in that reality
all will come to freedom;
in that truth,
all will come to peace.

by Dennis Ference

© 2000 Liguori Publications

Taken from Psalm Prayers for Seniors by Dennis Ference. Available from Liguori Publications, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Itunes, and other ebook sources.