In The Bittersweet Echo
By Mandi Leblanc
In the bittersweet echo
Of “the Lord is Light”
I painfully watched as the days turned to night.
You could hear the gnashing
Of the serpent’s teeth
As he stood in the doorway
With a welcoming greet.
I resisted temptation,
The urge to go in.
But the temptation grew more
As the days grew grim.
I took a step closer
Because it tasted so sweet.
And that’s where you have it,
I succumbed to the greet.
It was terrifying, windy,
A blizzardy storm,
I couldn’t crawl out,
And sin took its form.
It was over and over,
I fell into trouble.
On this rock
He said I would stumble.
And so I did—and I stood in this mess,
Which was the perfect place.
The place to confess.
Forgive me, Lord, for all of my sins.
And lead me to the place
Where I can start again.
So I humbled myself before the Lord,
And once again,
A two-string cord.
