Welcome again to Poetry for the Summer. This blog is a poem from “a slow and sudden God: 40 years of wonder.”

standing now, 
even uncertain of the 
future direction or the 
original foundation. 
life’s rather tricky, 
while certainty only 
appearing occasionally 
during the adventure. 

some assurance stands up 
and helps us rest 
and breathe deeply, calmly, 
while thoughts ramble 
from one side to another 

all while 
lowering expectations 
to avoid hurt, 
or embracing potential 
to pursue the risks. 

when we give our best 
and take that holy chance, 
it’s like 
standing now 
in the land of maybes, 
of hope held 
by hands capable to 
somehow carry. 

initial hopes stand by fear. 
dreams sleep in the night 
of favor. 
the flavor of invisible reality 
tastes like what we’ve craved for a 
very long ride. 

life waits. 
worlds wait. 

we choose. 
and are glad.