“Whatcha doin’?” my teacher friend across the outdoor space between our classroom doors says, popping her head out.
“Just capturing poems I’ve passed by,” I say, still hunched over close to the sandy ground just before school started. “You know.”
I captured the wildflower oasis and the non-fool’s gold recently but have since discovered the plank in the magical world beneath our giant steps…
Peace of Plank
I wish I could have been afforded the plank instead of all the times each “he” just yanked my never-grounded footing away, the sharks themselves. The plank in the desert beneath me now, still symbolic of how we can feel so nudged toward the apparent doom to drown, prisoners and victims until the spell is unbound and we are able to see that the moat was always a mirage, and we always possessed the power to simply step off into the safety of our selves, trusting God would never let us down, and if we ever did get pushed into the deep, what He personally pre-planted within us each would be all the buoyancy we need.
5 Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not lean on your own understanding.
6 In all your ways acknowledge him,
and he will make straight your paths.
I remember you… cute dresses, bright eyes up and ahead, sun-kissed tresses, shades of smiles genuine, wonder and hope and appreciation, giving, giving, car conversations with Him, up, up chin, letting others in, learning to break patterns to protect from theft what’s mine within.
I remember you, am returning now, will keep on the journey toward the true and beautiful Daughter, self.
Thank you, Lord, for the friends who saw me through it with You (again)…
Later, soon, tomorrow… always risky putting off what the heart longs to sing, to say… our lights, eternal, but earthtime measured in sand and dust and strings Atropos cuts, footprints tide-washed away. So let’s stop and sit awhile, my friend. How have you been? Kettle whistles, Columbian grounds, deep sofa, phones down. Let’s wrap ourselves in the comfort of the softest colors of love, quilting our story.