If God Has Any Voice
A LENTEN MOMENT
If God has any voice it is the wind.
It is death made loud:
now reedy along the copper eaves,
now ballooned to a manifold softness by a tree,
now scraping like flint on the surface of water,
making arrowhead wrinkles,
seeking somewhere to stop and be.
I lie here listening.
God is crying, for-
giiiive, demanding, fore-
go-ooo, proclaiming, no-
wheerrre, and begging,
- John Updike