How beautiful upon the mountains,
are the feet of the messenger who announces peace,
who brings good news,
who announces salvation,
who says to Zion, your God reigns.’
Isaiah 52:7
Sentinels
How worn upon the landscape
are the footprints of the traveller
who yearns for stability
who asks for renewables
who cries out for change;
Who begs the question: Does honour reign?
How tender upon the floor-tiles
are the arches of the caregiver
who yearns for fortitude
who asks for a good night’s sleep
who cries out for dignity;
Who begs the question: Does compassion reign?
How cramped within their cloister
are the toes of the concealed
who yearns for belonging
who asks for a playmate
who cries out for recognition;
Who begs the question: Does liberation reign?
How careworn upon the rubble
are the soles of the outcast
who yearns for comfort
who asks for a break
who cries out for restitution;
Who begs the question: Does justice reign?
How beautiful among the nations
Is the dancing of present sentinels
announcing peace
bringing good news
making known salvation;
Who semaphore to all creation: Our God reigns!
[Angela Joy Morrison, ©2021]
This was my response to this scripture last year. What does it evoke in you?
Angela