Sunday, April 15, 2007

Out of Sodom

Looking back
I keep looking back

Get out of Sodom
We were told.

Go.

Leave.

Leave now.
My Spirit has gone from there.

But I keep looking back
sobbing,
salt tears,
til I can no longer walk.

3 comments:

Lydia said...

How heart-wrenching (in a good way). :)

sonja said...

Sometime these just come popping out. This one happened as I was writing a grocery list (go figure).

I hated writing poetry when I was in high school. But now, every once in a while, a poem just happens. I think it might be the Holy Spirit. Or maybe I'm learning to listen to the gifts God gave me. :-)

Lydia said...

I think it's a little of both. :)