Gethesemane
I guess we often know
when it’s all about to go down,
when the world falls away
and there’s no sunny way out;
that sudden transition
from a crisp Spring day
to the void of the darkest night.
When the battle raging
is not even between hope and despair;
when the combatants in your heart, your soul
contain not one
not one
who is on your side.
It makes no difference
if you wrestle and rage
run and hide
deny and avoid
sit and weep.
There are no silver bullets
No last minute reprieves
Time will not turn back
No wand will be waved.
There is only one way
One
Way
and all that there is
in the pressure and absence
the hurt and the fear
the weary, weary depths
‘though you’d swear it ain’t so
is
a simple
solid
fact
we are
not
any of us
ever
alone
and we
are
all of us
always
loved
beyond
reason