The Darkling Psalter

Psalm 29—Everything in the wide home of the world flings Godward, crying, “Glory!”

Psalm 8—I am thistledown the wind has taken, yet the lives of stars are nothing to me.

Psalm 30—No night tears can stop the birds and bells of dawn singing every morning.

Psalm 2—Don’t ask for answers; ask for waiting. You barely know the meaning of things.

Psalm 19—If you would have light and heat, why are you not more in the sunshine?

Psalm 35—Your prophets have always been too paltry to stand up for themselves.

Psalm 28—You are there when the grace gathers around the table at dinner, in the hallowed halls of the real world.

Psalm 26—I have laughed loud and late with them when their razor words were the only jokes around.

Psalm 25—Sweet singer, there is always more of your kindness than I thought was left.

Psalm 24—Who hoped her way through long years, black and bird boned as the limbs of winter.

Psalm 18—Every naked thought crisped in the lightning light.

Psalm 21—Their mighty plans have brittle seams.