Friday, January 06, 2006

Dark Clouds Will Gather 'Round

Dark Clouds Will Gather ‘Round

I’m only going over Jordan
I’m only going over home.

– The Wayfaring Stranger

There is no comfort in the singing,
though our voices join, same as the others,

no settled spot from which to view
that far, bright world.

Hymnals hold only hollow promises
dropped between the pews

so we’ll walk these hills and listen
to the song of silence

swallowed in deep, black tunnels
where the light of heaven doesn't shine.


Ginger said...


I commented on this in your private office on Zoe, but wanted to do so again.

A haunting yet fitting tribute to the twelve miners, and their brothers in arms that went before them. Lovely.


Sharon Hurlbut said...

Thank you, Ginger!

P. A. Moed said...

A haunting, melancholy and beautiful tribute. Thanks, Sharon.

Sharon Hurlbut said...

Thank you, Patti.