The Feast of St Andrew

“No, the word is very near to you; it is in your mouth and in your heart for you to observe.” (Deuteronomy 30:14)

“And he said to them, ‘Follow me …’ Immediately they left their nets and followed him.” (Matthew 4:19-20)

through the words of prayer,
the wordless nights spent
wrestling with the One Beloved,
suffering silence; suffering nothing
to break the thread that weaves
and cleaves faith to the sea,
washes doubt clean. The rasp
of rope, hauling hands deep,
delving flesh, silvered, shining,
waiting, suffering silence, till,
torn nets spread open on the sand,
a word breaks ashore:

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