Poetry
Atonement
You found me.
Here
in this desert:
parched, dried up
full of pain.
The pounding sun
not a glorious globe
but a ravenous heart.
My heart
full of nothing.
Empty.
Suffering.
May this thirst be quenched!
Love me.
Take me to green pastures
lush, full and vegetated
where animals joyfully play
and life stirs.
Oh joy!
May you fill me with
Your unending presence.
May we always be
at one.
Atonement is
now done.
© Sophie Brown 5th March 2020