Riveted to the Sky

We said Your name again today,
and suddenly You arrived – You
slipping into our speech, our song, our silence;
You like seal sliding into sea, but no
– that’s not quite right – because
You are seal and sea both,
both speaking and hearing,
tongue and cochlea.

At the hearing of Your name
I’m riveted to the sky,
I’m nailed to the earth.
Mention of You and
my skin’s a horizon
with the setting sun
now You piercing me.



4 thoughts on “Riveted to the Sky

  1. Mary Irene says:

    Thank you for this mystical description, Allen. Living on the Atlantic ocean, I can appreciate this on so many levels. God…..all encompassing as the sea

    • agjorgenson says:

      Yes, I can see that this poem would hit some chords for you! I always loved Karl Rahner’s description of God as the horizon, and the horizon looms so large on the ocean. Peace to you in this Holy Week.

  2. shoreacres says:

    I’ve always been a both/and kind of person, rather than either/or. That’s part of what drew me to Luther’s thought: law and gospel, saint and sinner, and so on. It’s also what makes this poem so appealing. The both/and dynamic is threaded through it wonderfully well.

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