It was a lazy hazy day,
and music felt insufficient.
Instead of letting my eyes droop
I attempted to construct verse
But those things that I so often turn to
(the majesty of God,
the song of the bird,
the lonely far off bark of a dog,
the delicate strings of love)
felt out of my reach.
So, perhaps it shall suffice to say
that one thought
orbiting
my mind at present is this:
I wish that I could live in between,
and simultaneously
I wish I could stay exactly where I am
eternally
because safe
is something I covet.
Lindsay, I found your blog thanks to the FB note that popped up on my feed tonight, clicked out of curiosity, and ended up reading the whole thing. You are such a good writer!
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