Pining
Photo by Justin Kauffman on Unsplash
A Poem by Kristine Amundrud
We long for stories to be rewritten,
as we tally vivid dawns and wail off key
Bright rhythmic shards of burning debut,
new mercies for each human in history
Tumultuous plot twists have painted our skies
Intense yet subdued, all creation cries
Awaiting Eden’s gates be defiantly unlatched,
a modern-day burning bush to herald his presence
known
In the “not yet” places of our stories, a curtain awaits being torn in two
We declare from our quarries that You are God
Our eager eyes grow fixed anew
While tender places scab over, light peeks from yonder east
declaring the rhythmic pulse of promise
We anticipate a heavenly feast
foretelling all God’s mending secrets revealed
Could it be, our hearts burn within our chests?
Acknowledge now the darkness, while howling for the dawn
A double-edged sword will pierce heartache
We are keening for the cock to crow,
for all bawling to dissipate
lamenting for the day to reveal…
Emmanuel.
Kristine Amundrud is a wife and homeschool mom. She finds joy creating in the kitchen, walking
alongside her husband, adventuring in the Canadian Rockies, and cuddling up with her children and a
good storybook. She loves friendships that go beneath the surface. At the end of the day, she is a
daughter of the King who is loved beyond measure. Kristine holds a Bachelor of Music in Piano
Performance from the University of Alberta, as well as a Bachelor of Education.
Connect with her on
Instagram @kamundrud and at soulsigh.com.
