Superbloom

by Brit McReynolds

SUPERBLOOM

Even the desert is a garden for God’s use.

The cactus knows how to hold its water there

and in due season bloom,

boasting more than thorns upon their heads,

radiant beauty for a time,

crowns of glory in either sense.

How often I have found myself there,

soul weary and cracked lips,

wandering barren places

begging stones to split their faces.

Does the God who split the rock

through Moses’s staff still live here?

But every so often, the heavens yield more rain

then this dry place knows what to do with

and the ground breaks out in songs

that color the hills in majesty—

a superbloom of mercy

giving back a fragrant offering.

Yes, God is still God in the wastelands,

weaving stories of beauty through endurance.

I will praise him for the days he sees me through

and when he pours forth extra rains

my heart will superbloom.

BRIT MCREYNOLDS

Brit McReynolds is an emerging poet and writer from South Texas. Her work explores the complexities of life, the highs and the lows, and the prevailing peace and joy of Christ that has sustained her through it all. You can find more of her work on Substack at The Height and The Depth.