from a slow and sudden God: 40 years of wonder.
illustrations are intended to,
well, illustrate.
but i am focused on my
plans for tomorrow.
i’ll be boarding a plane
and flying south,
entering a journey
from present location
to future destination.
carry on.
luggage.
size and weight and ingredients.
life terms.
more than phrases for flights.
do we mean what we are saying?
do we mean what we are praying?
do we mean what we are singing?
i arrived.
i experienced.
i talked.
i told stories.
you listened, i believe,
to my illustrations
illustrating my confusion
of this life flight.
i had never met you or you or you
but i, somehow,
let you and you and you know me,
well and deeply,
know me and hear my story
as i heard your stories.
masks removed, we told stories.
we followed guidelines and instructions while experiencing constructions
of inner healing.
healing, that word
we know and don’t know.
we, us now, composed,
as one, together.
but only briefly.
respecting perspectives.
interstate closed for repairs.
mental art takes a start
through creativity’s adventure
of design amid dreaming.
thoughts walk regularly and
merge many moods
in seconds.
encephalitis. spell the word.
those days and these days.
so much i would be telling you
if we were still communicating.
so much i would be asking you
if we were still communicating.
her eyes rolled in my direction;
she didn’t like what i had stated,
and she said so with that reflection.
the coming and the going.
the guessing and the knowing.
our doubt and our faith
travel together in this
adventure of mystery.
i remembered, accurately i think,
three weeks of rain in georgia.
the sun surprised me yesterday
when it came back up.
clouds had covered us
but the beauty of the shine’s brightness reminded me maybe all
my hurts aren’t the end of the story.
maybe, hidden by clouds of pain,
the warmth remains.
different times and deferent faces.
fresh stories about brand new faces.
on my way, maybe.
here soon, maybe.
I enjoyed this poem, to me it shows that yes we go through hardships and once we open them up to others we will find healing. Everyone has a story to share even if it’s negative. The sun will return and what may have hurt us truly helped us, even if we struggle to understand in the moment.
This poem reminds me that we need others and especially God to help us to heal. Hearing the experiences of others allows us to learn from our mistakes and to see how others react in similar situations. Even when hidden in clouds of pain, the sun stull shines and reminds us to keep pushing.
In this poem it shows that we all go through some type of hardships that can hold us down. It also shows that even though we go through these hard times, we always need someone to fall back on.
I extremely enjoyed this poem, it gave be a sense of peace and I believe it captures the authors journey through writing this both metaphorically and physically. When reading this I also pictured my own journey. When ‘healing’ is mentioned it adds a sense of growth and recovery and I can picture my healing journey.
I enjoyed reading this poem and it reminded me that even in my darkest days the light will come. I will not sit and suffer on my own because I have so much around me to be grateful for. The people I have in my circle help heal my wounds whether they think they do or not. Healing comes with time and I have to allow myself patience and time to heal.
I found this poem inspiring and a good read for your darkest times. It’s a great reminder to enjoy the journey without getting caught up in the negative. The things that hurt me aren’t going to be the end of the world. To be able to heal you also need to understand what has affected you in the first place. Find your support system and allow God to run his course in your life.
Personally, I find this poem to be intriguing. It provides a sense of peace and comfort knowing that feeling hurt will not last forever, and this too shall pass. Instead, we can lean on his understanding and plan for us, and that we are simply not alone. In the sense of healing, I think relying on God for guidance and direction is vital to the process. Sometimes in a time of hurt, we tend to spiral and drown in confusion. This poem is a gentle reminder to give yourself some time and to be patient, especially with yourself.
I really liked this poem, in the beginning it gave me a sense of peace. It gave me the feeling of excitement and peace like i was waiting to experience something new. This poem showed that even in our lives we experience such different things all the time. We can go from experiencing something new and exciting to something that seems draining and hard but even through all the hardships and unpredictable life we live we can lean on God. Even though sometimes we forget, and then we remember oh wait I can actually lean on God through everything not just the hard things. Everything. Every small victory, every big mistake, every last thing that we can think of. He is there waiting with open arms regardless of what we face and feel.
This is a very well thought out poem. Suffering is apart of Human nature and just like how we have days of tremendous hurt or days when we question our purpose and get confused on what we’re supposed to be doing in this life; Even with 3 weeks of rain the sun did and will always shine again, if the Sun will always shine again after continuous rain why can’t we believe that the Lord will bring brighter day in our lives. Better days will come the Lord can promise you that always.
This poem told me that regardless of the things we go through God is a true provider and healer. We may forget to speak to him and open up but at the end of the day he is here for us Day and night