Pslams (two poems)

Lamentation

I have come to the land of salt
The ground beneath my feet burns them
The wind kicks up the earth's powdery sweat
it leaves ashes in my nose
This is one end of the world
where the birds have sunk into the rock,
winging deeper down into the congealed forests.
I walk between boulders, like the ghost of a river
Whispering softly and kicking the pebbles

Pslam

Lord Above, forgive me
That I have only my eyes
To see your light
That I have only my skin
To feel your warmth
I drink the waters of Your world
Through a cracked and unglazed cup
I am all leaks and muddiness
But I am thirsty Lord, forgive me
And there is no other vessel