The words of the poem below have lurked in the corridors of my thoughts since the moment I heard it recited by Ravi Zacharias in his keynote message in Liberty University’s 2013 baccalaureate. I, like anyone who creates anything in public, wish that what I write will stand on their own and speak to some ‘traveler from […]
You watch kids hop and skip On their way to school As you hop between TV channels On your way to oblivion
Originally posted on Meanwhile, Melody Muses…:
Softer than an infant’s cheek, gentler than a summer rain, more graceful than a woodland creek, more mystery than curving lane, your steadfast love entreats and charms, pursues my heart with winsome ways; my heart, a rosebud in your arms, blushes beauty at your gaze.
I trudge this familiar path Haunted by visions of not-too-distant past Flash backs that cause much trepidation Fragments of my first peregrination
The clanging of empty pots Replace our usual banter Relics of meals eaten in acrimony Testaments to forlorn unity