May we live life
on the edges,
always one
moment
experience
or fragment
away from
becoming
something more.
Month: March 2020
Touchstone Tuesday: Poem XIX
Perhaps,
the selections
we don’t make
are as
foundational
to our character
as the ones
we do.
(I love that this is entitled Touchstone Tuesday: Poem XIX as though I have any idea what day of the week it is. Hope it’s Tuesday!)
Comfort
I don’t
know why
we ever
seek comfort;
it is always —
unwaveringly —
in the moments
of discomfort,
of yearning,
that we
create.
Testimonies of Nature
Now that the world is silent for a moment, may we again hear the cries of the wind, the whispers of the trees, and the cadence of the river, all, and at once, singing the song of their Creator, the source of trembling power and unexpected life.
Tina Belcher Poetry
Race/Rest
We have been
training
for the run —
the race —
from the moment
our feet
hit the ground.
Now we must learn
how to rest
with no one
to teach us,
for it hasn’t
yet
been done
in our
recorded history.
Peace
The hardest won peace was never between nations, among houses, or within families. It has always been the peace that whispers in a human heart, finally, and entirely, at rest with its own nature.
Firestone Friday: Poem XXIII
None of us
thinks “I am evil,”
yet
the world
is full
of the stuff.
The things of life
Empty Words
Faith, Health, and Other Musings 