Unfolding in the silence and sound...(2002)
poem by Peter Menkin

Came to Lent

this season

with fear of the Lord

and weakness.

Asked of Christ,

that the moon will not strike

at night, nor when lost among

strangers cause me adversity of pain.

I am Yours,

You are mine. Abide

in You.

Exercises:Making room for silence,

the sound of life;

listening as penance

these weeks. Long time.

Intimate moments in people's talk, their voices

about Triune God mystery

mark the weeks. Barren depths

of sin reveal themselves.

This is unfolding.