Geoff Mann
Second Chants

Even Song (2)

Rook-wing beaten air surrounding
Evening senses song to sound
About above beyond me happening
You the wading through I am
This time passage missile speeding
Slowed with fearful thoughts of death
My bereavements known and guessed at
In your hands Lord, in your hands
Commit this mind made heartfelt feeling
Dusk devoured and spewed in night
With the dancing planets racing
All to come to you
I come crossbound naked, question seeking
Slash to join of flesh and blood
Challenged hope as prayer arising
Into all that stands aloof
Christ above me
Christ within me
Christ above beyond entire
This the evensong I offer
Rooks-wing beaten air
My spire.

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