For Olga
[Olga Samples Davis has been guest shepherd at Reconciliation’s Adult Sunday School class this past month of April. Her powerful Yemaya joy and laughter have blessed us all.]
(for, and from, Olga)
L ives through this sweet sister’s
G race, overflowering, over-rivering
A ll our souls,
A fterglow of rhythms
M ade whole by the stamp
P owerfully driven home:
L oves abundant,
E asters restored,
S abbaths overflowing—
A ll to Joy,
V ectors of God’s Play
I n the nooks & crannies of this blessed world, to
S izzle & samba in the Lord’s dazzling prayer.
Labels: Joy, olga, sweet soul
posted by murat11 at 9:49 AM
4 Comments:
"Sizzle and samba in the Lord's dazzling prayer." A caliente conclusion after the preceding wetness of all those flowing rivers.
A
Caliente,
Ragin',
Olga-
Saint-
Time-
in-
Christ
was apparently had by all.
Amen, acrostic mama.
beautifully written, especially loved the last line: "sizzle and samba in the Lord's dazzling prayer." i would've never thought to put a sentence like this together (brilliant) and it just speaks volumes and hits it right home! loved it.
Thank you, Rebecca: I think if you had been in Olga's class, the sizzle and samba would have come quite naturally to you.
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