I Ask by Vivian Satterwhite

I Ask

of those who have no faith in One unseen doubters of an omniscient power— from where, then, comes the sense of sight? who transforms darkness into dawning hour?

whose luminescence glows the harvest moon? whose radiance of love flows from the sun? whose voice is it that sighs a soft wind song through quiet forests when long day is done?

when hope relinquishes to grim despair and aching hearts and faded dreams remain when life begins to seem not worth it all — who heals our souls and lets us live again?

Communion

black-suited servers white-gloved hands bearing silver trays

remembrance soft-sung

pale-bodied wafers gilded glasses, dark

with sweet red wine of precious Blood

redemption

Vivian Satterwhite

Vivian Satterwhite lives in the lovely foothills of North Carolina, where she writes poetry and fiction. She has published a book of short stories, Sweet Tea in Autumn, and a collection of poems, Shadows of Other Rooms.

Vivian can be contacted at viviansatterwhite.vs@gmail.com

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