I am a watcher by the stream,

longing for the cool, clear water to refresh me,

yet I cannot enter, for fear of where it will take me

dissolving my will

losing my status

giving in

to a journey and a path I cannot control.

 

So many others line the stream,

friends, others I don’t yet know, watch it, mesmerized it seems

by the sound of water and the eternal nature of its path.

Still I stand, now noticing all around me,

all transfixed on its path.

 

After some time, years or maybe seconds,

I suddenly jump in and find myself taken,

first scared as I am carried without a guide through white waters

in a seemingly uncontrolled ride.

Then suddenly, I am protected,

and the coolness turns to warmth as I enter the river.

 

And a sense of oneness overcomes me.

 

Gospel of Matthew

“Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find;
knock and the door will be opened to you.
For everyone who asks, receives; and the one who seeks, finds;
and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.”

 

Silently a camera (of my mind) zooms into the woods,

dark but revealing exquisite detail with each expansion of the picture,

lights, colors and features more perfectly in focus than any vision.

 

Until a light appears in a tree in the center, old yet vibrant;

awakening a new day.

 

Isaiah

“So shall my word be
that goes forth from my mouth;
It shall not return to me void,
but shall do my will,
achieving the end for which I sent it”.

What do I see in that face?

the one who has just hurt me, deliberately.

A cause for response or retribution …

or a soul lost, in need of a friend or some guidance?

 

And my response is …

 

Gospel of Matthew

‘Amen, I say to you,
what you did not do for one of these least ones,
you did not do for me.’