I sail

Happy New Year!

I am back with a new poem after my long break. This poem is about looking forward into the New Year and trusting to God for direction on the way.

Next week, I am going to begin posting a series of poems from a special collection I wrote last fall. It’s a personal story of God’s support, love, and goodness through times of upheaval.

God bless

“I sail”

I go to sleep on a dim shore,
drooping eyes trailing after the tide of
the old year as it slips out.

I wake on a raft on endless
water and my heart freezes as quietly
as rain into snowfall. I stare at storms and sunshine
mingled on a ring of horizons.

I have no compass but what I see
by night – let me learn dark vision:
night prayer to draw out the wisdom
for the journey of the day.

I go by Your way: You are
the spirit curled up on the raft,
whispering through storms and
standing to shield me when I
buckle beneath unknowns.

old shores are far gone,
home is an unseen harbor.
I cannot float here.
come, new year:
I sail.

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Threshold

Hello everyone,
This is a poem for all facing changes and transitions in their lives. We are told by Jesus Christ not to be concerned about the future (Matthew 6:25-34). When we focus on and value our present moments, even ones of change, I think we can see beauty where we are—or where we are headed.

God bless
 
“Threshold”
 
I face doorways with dread boiling hot and fierce in my bones, a primal fire.
Warily, I cross into the halls
beyond.
 
Trouble, joy, questions, answers, faith, and fear
cram the hallways and rooms I find.
my eyes miss the angels and stare
at the demons smirking at my feet.
 
Heart like a rocking ship, I set out,
and only when I reach
the threshold
do I know it is always
an entrance
and I am here before I ever took the time
to cherish what lay behind.
 
I have met too many doorways with fear.
it is time I forge forward with a weather eye,
just as ready to spot rainbows as storms.
 
 
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