Have you ever longed to be a messenger of God's peace?

I WANTED TO TELL HER

I wanted to tell her

but whenever I started

she cut me short

or changed the subject

for these were things

spoken as death crouched

I wanted to wash

wildness from her eyes

with soothing words of salvation,

eternity, God’s radiant face

as He’d stand to greet

wanted to speak

of emerald rainbows

round the Throne,

of crystal sea,

streets of transparent gold

wanted to usher her in peace

to the place prepared

but she wouldn’t listen

except to trivialities,

wouldn’t speak

except of suffering

They sedated her heavily

as much to quiet her terror

as ease her pain

I so wanted to tell her

but she never came back

Maude Carolan