A Lament

I am like a pelican of the wilderness;

I am like an owl of the desert.

But You are the same,…

                             PSALM 102

I've tasted the bread of angels

and no clothes to tear

I am not worthy to stoop down

Even if I carry Your cross

as far as the Desert of Kadesh

for forty days and forty nights

- pelicans will not go with me

They will not eat my carcass 
and the beasts of the earth 
will be frightened

Blessed are the desert owls

for they see through the darkness

You have cut down 
the cedars of Lebanon

and the mighty oaks of Bashan

give me their language 

Until my wine is mingled with tears

And my bread is filled with ashes