The Poetry of R.E. Slater: Cyndi McCoy

"Autobiographies of great nations are written in three manuscripts – a book of deeds, a book of words, and a book of art. Of the three, I would choose the latter as truest testimony." - Sir Kenneth Smith, Great Civilisations

"I must write each day without fail, not so much for the success of the work, as in order not to get out of my routine." - Leo Tolstoy

I have never believed that one should wait until one is inspired because I think the pleasures of not writing are so great that if you ever start indulging them you will never write again. - John Updike

"The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it." - J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations." - Lawrence Ferlinghetti

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Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Cyndi McCoy - Cyndi's Poem

Cyndi’s Poem

by Cyndi McCoy & R.E. Slater

I don't know if this means

that God didn't hear our prayers for healing,

I don't know if

our prayers were from pure hearts,

I don't know if this means

contrary to evidence we'll keep believing,

I don't know if

science has discovered what miracles are,

I don't know why

our hearts determine to keep seeking,

I don't know if

God or man dealt us these cards,

I don't know if

the answers will be revealing,

I don’t know if

we will only ever understand it in its parts,

but I do know

I'm unsatisfied with this feeling,

perhaps darkness is revealing

the truth we thought we knew all along,

that hidden deep down is seething

a brokenness I cannot explain nor could,

a brokenness deeply felt and yearning

passed to all with a beating heart churning,

hearts broken every one

awaiting light but receiving none,

awaiting healing while still believing

awaiting miracles to bind the bleeding,

binding me to the God I love

binding me to ikonic fellowship,

sharing brokenness with the healing

breathing I in God and God in us.

- Cyndi McCoy

italicized lines by R.E. Slater

June 14, 2016

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