Palisade
He should, but he can’t. Never releasingthe scent of her perfume. Dreaming
about her lips, her leaving, her belief,
her ever-constant faith.
He comes to a wall, stopped here
at the base, at the interfering palisade,
wishing that there were answers to his journey.
Bound in the grip of frustration he shouts
at the gates in front of him.
He smells the crispness of the air,
its cold breath, its life-
inducing power, its slow brush along
along his cheek, and the grip releasing.
He wakens in a fresh clarifying view
of the narrow, lit pathway surrounded,
which seems just conceivable, because it tastes of her.
Thought 10: On another note I have had a battle royale of decisions for my future as of late. There has been what I want to do, what others want me to do, and what God wants me to do. Now being laid out like that the choice should be obvious to me that I should do what God wants to do. The problem was that a few weeks ago I didn't know which one God wanted me to do. But last week God let me know what it is and now changes will be happening in my life. He revealed to me that I can't rely on one person to influence my decision. What he wants me to do is hard but he has given me peace and it seems peace to the one who matters so much to me. I am not going to announce it on a blog so if you really care what it entails than you will ask me.
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