Lent

In darkness shines
a lone light of faith,
and through the emptiness,
He comes to fullness in prayer.

Tears, my drink,
A heavy heart, my food:
These are His joy,
and His joy becomes mine.

Spend a Day

Spend a day before God,
and what becomes of fear,
what becomes of pride?

Spend a day before God,
and what becomes of love,
and what of humility, too?

Spend a day before God,
and the talk between the two
that make the whole
is less a groan or mumbled breath,
and more an awakening,
a condition of the soul.