Make me river, cold
with mountain, green
with quiver, silver in
the run and churn of
winter leaving, valley
waking, sheet moss
breathing. Make me
flash of mica, drift of
foam. O Lord of flux,
make these dry bones
flow, teach me to spill,
pool, glide, fall, tutor me
to long for depth, seek
downward paths, indwell
the low. Oh teach me
liturgy of keel, swirl,
flume, the breaking into
mist, the pull, the press,
the song. Oh form me
into blood of bedrock,
quest of glacier, dream
of sea, release me, set
me free to course, surge,
pour, sweep, issue, eddy,
shower, plummet, roll.
O Lord of flood, O Lord
of spray, unstill my soul.
From Habitation of Wonder (Cascade / Wipf & Stock, 2018). Used with permission.
Abigail Carroll is a poet as well as a pastor of arts and spiritual formation at Church at the Well in Burlington, Vermont. She has authored the collections Cup My Days Like Water (Cascade, 2023), Habitation of Wonder (Cascade, 2018), and A Gathering of Larks: Letters to Saint Francis from a Modern-Day Pilgrim (Eerdmans, 2017), and her poems have also been published in anthologies and periodicals. In addition to writing, she enjoys walking, photographing nature, and playing the Celtic harp.
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