Request
Source of all that is
source of mercy
planter of seeds
in rocky soil
You whose names
are womb
and breast
and giver of milk
protect every one
who aims imperfectly
to emulate
your loving care
guard everyone
who opens her body
and prays
for possibility
grant us compassion
when our bodies fail us
and help us try
again, and again
remind us
that deep down
something new waits
always to grow.
Again, thank you for reprinting the poem — I’m so glad it speaks to you.
If anyone who reads this is interested in knowing more about where the poem came from, you can find more here: http://velveteenrabbi.blogs.com/blog/2009/03/miscarriage-poems-through-.html
Rachel Barenblat said this on July 4, 2009 at 12:46 pm |