Job’s Prostration
“Then the Lord
answered Job, ‘Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?
Tell me if you
have understanding.’ “Job 38:4
The way to where light beams dwell
Hollow stores of nights gape
The mighty-domed canopy
Lofty balanced cloud
Pressured waters hovering
A rainclouds curtain released
Sketched line split-of sky and sea
The deep struck silver with her moon
A looking glass of molten rays
Ocean waves curled in cream
Daylight knows its rising time
Darkness swaddles thick its day
Winter freeze straightening the stream
Snowflakes ostinato quilt
Soundless wind hugging warmth
Warmth cheering on its Spring
Earth pulls the orchestra-
Heel to toe, Heel to toe
Heel to toe, until
Job is not the only one
Emily Wolcott Murphy – August, 2012
Emily, I followed the link from Just Write to your blog and have been captivated reading here. The combination of poetry and photography here is so lovely and moving. I am sad to read of the death of your little sister... what a horrible loss. Your posts had me in tears. I can relate to finding an outlet for grief in artistic expression, and you have done that so beautifully. I pray that God continues to comfort, heal, restore and strengthen your heart on this journey of grief. Thank you for sharing your heart here.
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