A poetic reflection on life’s journeying far to find what alway was…is near
Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you?
(1 Corinthians 3.16)
How far out on life’s long (life-long) limb,
how far down the off-road, less-traveled path,
how far from the oft-stridden shore
didst my mind trod,
seeking adventure (even more, truth) far away
from the minutiae of another day (and days)
of too-accustomed, deepest-greyest numbing habit?
Yea, quite far!
Yet, then (and only then)
to encounter (aye, to discover again)
this truth: To spend time’s attention and industry’s intention
trudging ‘round the trunk, peering up at towering trees,
trekking o’er the well-known, well-worn main road,
traipsing ‘long the common sand-laden beach
was precisely where I was s’pposed to be
to share the comfort of the shade,
to see in the distance my surest destination,
to suffer myself to behold the ocean’s might,
and to find (again) near,
there within my self,
by God’s Spirit-breath,