On the sabbath they rested
according to the commandment.
—Luke 23.56
Mysterious One,
I am at peace here,
in this in between place
where most every present moment is,
where neither the moving nor the seeing is given,
bearing the pain without yet its blessings
Sabbath interstice
between the dying and the rising:
only letting go of the world’s wheel
can I wait
and trust that it is you,
and you alone
who have already begun—
who are— the rising
I can’t yet see.
—April 20, 2019