Category: theopoetics


hurt people, hurt people

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whoever said:
“what you don’t know can’t hurt you”
was an idiot.
what I don’t know
hurts me all the time
not knowing how to articulate
what I need or want
and wanting you to provide it
and being disappointed when you don’t
hurts me
not knowing how my upbringing,
my culture, my experiences
shape the filter by which I take life in
– not recognising you have a filter you relate out of too –
hurts me
not knowing how intergenerational trauma
has affected my great grandparents, grandparents,
parents and siblings and self
hurts me
it’s a lie to think that not talking about things
will make them hurt less.

Talitha Fraser

A note

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God
waves crest
and music
a note
calling
see sharp
sweeping
crescendo
builds
and breaks
me

Talitha Fraser

 

Let me love You

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photo credit: Johan Bergström-Allen, http://www.carmelite.org/

the gold loses its lustre
candlelight yields
a warm reflection
but these are
sacred and ordinary things
fabric, candleholders, cross
they aren’t imbued with any
special strength of their own
how then shall I love You?
the dust motes suspended
in light from the window
they are golden too
and the fine
sunlit hairs of my arms
they are golden too
let me love You on
the ordinary and extraordinary days
let me love You in
ordinary and extraordinary ways
let me love You

 

Talitha Fraser

 

I go

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I go,
where my soul sings
where the harmonies of
the universe can be heard
humming,
I go,
I go where it is quiet
enough to make out a
whisper,
loud enough to drown
out the voices in my
head,
I go where I can hear You.
I go outside
where I can understand
my place in the order of
things
I go inside
where the the echoes of pilgrims
past are in the mosaics
and the pages
I go inside yet
dark and terrible
but I am not alone there
I am not alone anywhere
I go,
to remember
why I stay.
I go on.

 

Talitha Fraser

Speak truth

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I have a voice that knows what truth is
I need to listen for the leading of that voice
learn a discipline of heeding that voice
let the still small Voice
that speaks for my spirit and my heart
not of what I ought and should
but be and could
I have a voice that knows what truth is
I have a voice.
Know what truth is.
Voice truth.

 

Talitha Fraser

We are all too small

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we are all too small
we cannot fathom
the entirety of You
or know Your ways
we want to understand
the meaning of all of this
all there is
is finding space
to live with
some of the
fog of unknowing
softening the harsh
light and life
diffusing
grace

Talitha Fraser

Let me set out

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Let me set out to please You.

Whatever that might look like.

Let me set out.

It is not straight.

It is not clear.

I cannot see

very far ahead.

Let me set out.

Let me look, let me love,

let me live.

Let my life speak to something

I cannot see and

is not clear.

Let my life speak to something.

Let me look,

let me love,

let me live.

 

Talitha Fraser

I wish, sometimes

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I wish, sometimes

those things, done – undone

those things, never attempted – tried

those things, dreamed – realised

I aspire to wholeness

in myself and all things

and I fail

I fail

I’m reminded of how little power

I have, how little control, how

little comprehension, how

little I am.

You are big.

You are big enough to hold me,

the done the dreamed and the

never-attempted.

I will never know wholeness

in myself

but I can know wholeness in You

and I am grateful for that.

I am grateful for You.

Amen

Talitha Fraser

You are the reason

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You are the reason

for all that I am

You are the inspiration

and imagination that

makes the world new

You are the hope that

makes light where

light should not be but is

You are the grace that

heals our wholeness

filling and forming

You are the source

of such beauty it is our

hearts hurt and gladness

at the same time.

You are.

You are.

 

Talitha Fraser

On living

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listen to me

trying to explain myself

to You who knows me

through and through

I speak aloud,

can You hear me?

Yes, and I need to

hear myself

in the echoing silence

gun-gunh, a beat

gun-gunh, a hearts beat

gun-gunh, gun-gunh

you have to live into the answers

 

 

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there are my ideas

then my reality

there are my intentions

then my reality

there are my ideals

then my reality

I live my life falling short

falling

I live my life

my short life

falling

I live.

 

Talitha Fraser