Weeping Waters

Saved from the waters,
may I too be saved from the waters.
I hear them,
their breaking in the background.
I feel them,
touching my eyes.
I need some light
to arise out of my evening time.
Let me speak true things,
and think good thoughts,
not these heavy ones
from where they come I know not.
But they rush over me,
they pour down on me,
the swirl
and they swallow.
O Lord come down
and lift me up.
(It seems so odd to say this
when I hear the world weeping.)

(1 John 1:5-2:2, Psalm 124, Matthew 2:13-18)