Last night I saw the new film “Gravity” at the cinema. If you have not seen it yet, I will not spoil the movie for you. Let me just say that it was one of the most powerful and visceral films I have seen in a long time. Coming home last night and reading Psalm 141 before bed, I found the two blurring together to form this poem – a reflection on what it means to be simultaneously bound and free.
Tethered Bound by scheming foes within, vacuums drawing from without, the suck of space, the pains of time, the memories of empty days, entangled in these ropes and wild debris flying at my feet, the looming threat of drifting free, no foothold and so sight: hold me; space is vast and I am lost if I’m not found in You; but I will fly tethered and free if I fly bound to You.
The Consolations of Writing 
This is one of my favorites. I plan to read it often.
May God bless you and your writings. They bless many people.