more than watchmen for the morning

In the silence before the dawn,
in the fearful shadows that embalm
the edges of sleep, each sound
is amplified:

a cat creaking the floorboards, dreaming murder;
the drum solo of a lover’s heart, beating out betrayal;
a tree branch trying to pick the window lock;
the water of life coursing through plastic pipes;
that crushed, empty, static crackle,
the absence of the voice of God.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing (Upper Room Books, 2020). She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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