Kingman Wash in Arizona. Iphone snap
Crystal jewel amid desert rigidity,
Exposed in willing transparency.
Deep tonal blue your reflective canopy,
Your icy December embrace still entices me.
My fingers playfully seek
Expectant through chilled caress,
I feel the settled stones,
You and time have smoothed diligently.
And respectfully I acknowledge,
You haven’t always known such serenity.
Rugged unpolished rocks,
Droughts and waters raging.
Yet I know and remember when trials oppress,
Serenity IS, and when absent, will again be…
January 1, 2015
The voyage that is me,
A journey of one lifetime.
Images projected upon a blank screen,
Adventure, hope, and discovery align.
Travel varies with each dawn,
And shifts through to twilight.
Closed eyelids carry me through,
Dreams in my mind’s candlelight.
Terrains vary, water changes tide and depth,
Mountains must be conquered.
Boulders and pits are to be avoided,
Learning and growth are necessary verbs.
There’s love and there is heartache.
Newness and painful loss.
Wisdom and sustenance are required,
God’s guidance and strength must be sought.
I participate on this privileged voyage with passion,
Knowing my journey of one covertly unfolds.
With determination and perseverance,
I live each moment, and seek tomorrow’s unknown.