Priest

The job of a priest and I’ve known a few

Is to lead in prayer wherever the place;

To hear the need, the hard moment of grace;

To visit, revisit, where need is new.

The call to repent, the word to partake

Are the priest’s to make whenever the time.

The morning breaks open in its prime,

The evening is everything at stake.

To preach to comfort, to show, to uplift

From the source – the gospel’s present tense;

To be as nothing in serving the other;

Is the priest’s example, undercover.

Poetry bottles up the common sense

The priest uncorks as everyone’s gift.