Sacred Ground

Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

 

And if, as I now know, the closet
is sacred and the bare room
is sacred and the sidewalk
and classroom and the ER
are sacred,

then I trip into the teaching
that everywhere is sacredā€”
not only the church, but
the alley. Not only the mosque,
but the bench.

Not only the places in candlelight
where the air is pungent
and woody with myrrh.

I want to worship
at the shrine of everywhere,
want to know every inch
of this earth as an altarā€”
every walk, a pilgrimage.
Every step, a step
from holy to holy
to holy.

 

 

 

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