by Maryella Desak Sirmon
That which belongs to the Lord because He calls it into being He dwells within it He rules over it He realizes His purpose through it He calls us into being — one God Voice varied as the ears that hear Fiery tongue from bush unburned Name whispered in the night Angel song … “Behold” “Why seek ye” Thundering demand in a blinding light He dwells within us — one Spirit Yet father of many children One rich in discernment, another mercy Some with talents ten, others only one All subject to a fearful bond Perfect freedom through the Son He rules over us — one Law Love Him, love neighbor as He does Come now and follow this good gift Believe, have faith, grace to obey Love without bargain, blessed in brokenness Flowing forever, lighting the way He realizes His purpose in us — one Church Bride, elect, chosen, servant, child Branches pruned, fruit expected Into the world, sweet sheep are sent Give much of treasure, time, and talent Full circle forms, a holy covenant
Maryella Desak Sirmon is a wife, mother, physician, and poet. She serves as Chalice Bearer and Lector in her church. Much of her work has been scribbled at odd hours on paper scraps found in the pocket of a white coat. She has an abiding interest in the world we live in, the stories we tell each other, and the art of medicine. Her poetry and essay have been published in The Annals of Internal Medicine, The Oracle Fine Arts Review, October Hill Magazine, Pulse – Voices of Medicine, The Poet, Deep South Magazine, Delta Poetry Review and three anthologies. Her work has been reprinted in This Side of Doctoring and The Arduous Touch. She has work forthcoming in The Annals of Internal Medicine and a fourth anthology, The America Collection.