Visiting the Tabernacle

Darkness covers the city
though street lights
push against the unwelcome;
soon the turning east
will open to the sun.
For now the night blanket
covers the injuries
poured upon the earth,
sheltering the wounded
from the stark witness of day.
Before we rush to the light,
smothering awareness
with our hive of activity,
let this last hour
wipe clean the cup;
offer this humble bowl
on the altar of renewal.





9 Responses to “Visiting the Tabernacle”

  1. Frank Urbschat says:

    Each and every moment is totally new, except that we may not remember that this is so. Thank you Don.

  2. ravenstalk says:

    The Ambrosia . . .

  3. It is a good one…thank you….May it be so

  4. Bill Dare says:

    Ea morn I offer Gratitude to Creator, the Generations, all my Relations n Mother Earth 4 Life, liberty n my Choice 2 B Love… All my Relations. Thx for this Heartfelt Remembrance of the Power n Paying it Forward.

  5. Marco says:

    A Portuguese word comes to me: saudade … a deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something or someone that one loves. Moreover, it often carries a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might never return. A stronger form of saudade might be felt towards people and things whose whereabouts are unknown, such as a lost lover, or a family member who has gone missing, moved away, separated, or died.

    Saudade was once described as “the love that remains” after someone is gone. Saudade is the recollection of feelings, experiences, places or events that once brought excitement, pleasure, well-being, which now triggers the senses and makes one live again. It can be described as an emptiness, like someone (e.g., one’s children, parents, sibling, grandparents, friends, pets) or something (e.g., places, things one used to do in childhood, or other activities performed in the past) that should be there in a particular moment is missing, and the individual feels this absence. It brings sad and happy feelings altogether, sadness for missing and happiness for having experienced the feeling.

  6. Pichay says:

    My heart remains alight, through the night, through the fright, and cared by the Sun, doing right. Right? Right!

  7. David Banner says:

    “Before we rush to the light”…that is what we used to do…hopefully we may have grown up from that!

  8. Nice! I’m liking the stately Asian formality of your rhythm in this poem..

  9. Pat Fitzsimmons says:

    The words “before we rush to the light” create are a clarion call to pause, and honor the darkness, to hold it and let it find a home in my heart.

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