Folded in hug
Like You cradled Moses in the cleft of the rock
You are so much bigger than me
You are safe to hold me
With all his doubts and all my fears
You comfort me
I can be small
Your love holds me secure
Folded in hug
Like You cradled Moses in the cleft of the rock
You are so much bigger than me
You are safe to hold me
With all his doubts and all my fears
You comfort me
I can be small
Your love holds me secure
9/7/23 Dwell
Your presence
Abide and belong
Snugly home
*a new series inspired by NY times Wordles
9/3/23
Await
A wait so
long the weight was an
appendage
Await
Anticipating
To arrival: decades of
Longing; fulfillment
*New series: haikus inspired by New York Times Wordles
Never arriving at a vantage, you must go further, further East
I, however, found a school garden
Bees rambling amongst the English lavender, wormwood, clary sage, flamevine, oregano, weeds
And untended compost bins breeding flies
Summer neglect; school is starting this week
“The traffic will be crazy” they say, with kids back riding the bus, and all the parents chauffeuring
It’s a rhythm each year, navigating the beginnings, the anticipation knotting in your stomach
Grief succoring in my waking darkness
To long for something deeply
Must mean something; a growing attachment, blossoming with hope,
I tell the drifting bee of my West-ward longing
What is life but darkness before chasing the rising.