Wordless
Post Author: Kerry Greenhill
Wordless
For Anneliese and Luke
I am a pray-er and writer
a speaker and singer
I am a word weaver and warrior
but you
have taken my words away.
From the breath and keen of labor
to the fog and ache of nursing
from the midnight
three
and five a.m.
giving myself
to the smile and sigh
and wet and messy
I have lost my words,
lost their place and purpose
their rhyme and rhythm.
I have barely enough presence
to play and read with you,
clean and dress you,
feed and comfort you,
rock and carry you
in my arms
in my heart
in my mind
every waking
and dreaming
and worrying
moment.
So these are my prayers, now,
these are my poems:
the kiss on your cheek
the light in my eyes
the fullness in my breasts
the cushion in my belly
the tightness in my back
the warmth in my skin
the love that swells my heart
to bursting.
These are the Words made Flesh
that I write, speak, preach, pray, sing
for you, my children,
fruit of my body,
beloved of my soul.
I am wordless
with wonder
erased
and re-written
by love.
Rev. Kerry Greenhill is an ordained deacon in The United Methodist Church and serves as a Ministry Consultant with Sacred Stones Ministries. She holds a Master of Divinity from Iliff School of Theology, and lives with her family in Westminster, Colorado.
Image by: Apichart Meesri
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