Sext
(Midday prayer)
Amidst a day of darkness,
amidst a life of fight,
the pillars and the organ
build up a vault of light.
Somebody must be present
to hear the silent screams!
There’s help past understanding,
there’s hope beyond all dreams.
But where do you keep hiding?
O Lord, who has left whom?
Dispense a drop of mercy
on each of us this noon.
Christina Egan © 1998
The End of Lent
There’s more to life behind the troubled scene,
more light than mighty, timeless words can mean:
there is a truth that never lies,
a truth that fills the earth
with fragrant breath.
There’s more than we can fathom and esteem,
or ask for, seek for, need, desire, dream:
there is a love that never dies,
a love that will give birth
in very death.
Christina Egan © 1999
Christina Egan 