I admit
I was relieved
When someone said
Let’s go
to a sanctuary
Come
Let us God
And Seek God
For I need to rest
my weary
soles
soul
something
somewhere
And my house
is way too messy
And before I knew it
My soles
soul
were standing at your gates
And we were knocking on heavens door
And I realized
that God’s Kin-dom
is unlike any other
Binding together people
who I had never seen
or known
And my heart leapt
To my throat
and I wanted
to scream
cry
and lay down
and rest
and never get up again
For here is a place
where everyone
would come up
and be welcomed
There are no locks
in heaven
and as I put my hand
On your door
my soles
felt the ground
itself
welcome me
And gratitude
Spilled from my lips
Unbeckoned
And Judgement Came
And it sounded like this
“Peace will radiate from you,
It will be part and parcel
of your homes, your walls,
your cities
It is promised
Even in our messy
houses
cities
churches
governances
countries
and streets
And that peace
will hum from our throats
And we will sing
greet
and radiate to one another
“Peace be within you”
And so
We will go
And seek
Good and Sanctuary
For the sake
of this
needed
Sanctuary
That my soul
and the itchy
Soles of my feet
ache for
I will
keep seeking it
And catch moments
of respite, whenever I can
Because God knows
We need it.
Tears roll down the face of Starlette Thomas, of Bowie, Md., as she holds a chunk of pavement from the Black Lives Matter mural, Monday, March 10, 2025, as the mural begins to be demolished in Washington. “I needed to be here to bear witness,” says Thomas, who was present at the 2020 George Floyd protests. “For me the Black Lives Matter sign etched in stone was a declaration of somebodyness and to watch it be undone in this way was very hurtful. To walk away with a piece of that, it means it’s not gone. It’s more than brick and mortar.” (AP Photo/Jacquelyn Martin) Image
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