afternoon. And at three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud
voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” (which means “My God, my God,
why have you forsaken me?”). When some of those standing near
heard this, they said, “Listen, He’s calling Elijah.” (Mark 15: 33-35)
1963
Sometimes I listen for the future
Pause and wonder soul and ear
Do I hear a silent answer
Are there answers to my prayers?
Why, when God so loved the sparrow,
Does He know but nothing do?
Lets me walk in chains of sorrow
Locked in loneliness and woe
Must we walk forever blinded?
Knowing not what lies in wait
Waiting with our quests unanswered
Are our ears locked as a gate?
He who holds my soul forever
Will not let it crack and break
Even when I cry in anguish
Pleading death before it’s late
Want to die before I’m twisted
Pain is like the wind and rain
Blanches the heart and dements
All the souls along the way
The day I wrote this poem in 1963 I lost my faith - that all would be
okay - I then prayed and prayed myself out of my black hole. It took
a while but there was a light at the end of the tunnel.
Jane Williams
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