A psalm, a song of beauty and grief.
I have lived a life of fierce joy,
pursued a world of justice;
every breath a hymn to Your name,
every step a prayer.
You have lifted me
and I rejoice.
You have sheltered me
and I am redeemed.
And now I am weary,
my body spent.
I long for Your promise
of sweet grass
and still waters.
My words have all been said,
and my music,
once exultant,
has quieted.
There is great beauty in this silence,
and grief.
And You, God,
ever-present,
You speak,
so that time and worlds
continue to be.
You sing,
and the glory of Your song
urges us all to rise.
This was the beginning.
This will be the ever and always.
This is the eternal now.
Selah.
