A Simple Psalm

In the lairs of liturgy
and all the chasms of rituals
it was so easy to get lost
within the maze of sermons and rules
be left confused and have
any joy of what first came
like a thunderbolt in the veins.

But the Lord is so merciful
He reaches down into that dark
of doubts and fears
to calm them
not with flashes of voices
or the flare from miracles.

It was through a simple psalm
the touch of His Holy Spirit
bringing into my soul
a word of knowledge of my own,
inflamed by the torch of faith,
inspired by His light of grace.

And my eyes were opened
so I saw clearly for the first time
beyond the walls in my head,
unto the sky’s veil
where His hand held the universe.

Before me came the images of blessing,
pools that glowed in my mind’s eye,
winged blurs of flames ,
which hovered in the clouds.

Yet through it all,
a wind blew from His Spirit
leaving me refreshed and filled.

Still it was that still small voice
the echo from eternity
coming like a private phrase of praise
that lingered with me always.