Prayer from Matthew 10: 29-30 for Flight 17

Not a sparrow falls to the ground,
you say —
how much more Flight 17
fall without your love.

God, I hate the fact
that your promise is not about
the taking away of this life –
I want it to be life,

then I see you crouched there
among the purple flowers,
closing the eyes
of the gray-haired woman in the black bra,
the ten year-old in the red t-shirt.

You brush away my prayers
for good weather, lost keys,
a parking spot –
not now, you say, not now.

You must not lose count
of hairs on their heads,
but with those tears in your eyes
you can hardly see.

Also, there are some
without hair.
You remember
holding in great value
how the sunlight would glint
on that sweet bald spot,

and those sweet souls.

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2 Responses to Prayer from Matthew 10: 29-30 for Flight 17

  1. Reblogged this on Autumn Journal Musings and commented:
    Heart wrenching

  2. Thank you so much for putting down these words.

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