Another UPLift piece so soon? One can never predict when the moment strikes.
In This My Hour
by J. Randal Matheny
Murky shadows darker than the night,
Black on black like leaves upon a tree;
And in this blind encounter’s my delight,
This lack of vision leaves me free.
No hooting owl, no horns or human shouts,
No wind to stir the stars, the air unmoved;
And fall, unheard, to earth my shimmering doubts,
As whispers fill my ear from God.
The senses more awake, the heart aware,
Upon my mind the Spirit’s lines are drawn;
I cannot see, but know that God is there,
In this my hour before the dawn.