Like a bird who can’t enjoy flying
but instead only pecks, eats and drinks,
I race from one activity to the next.
I end each day
stretched out on the bed
wanting nothing but sleep.
But suddenly I awaken.
I watch my movements
Of not being enough,
that I am not loved.
So I rush and push and manage
to make up for it.
In truth, there is no destination.
I exist because of God’s love for me,
No other reason.
With this knowing,
and my Lover’s presence,
I soar through the aisles
of the grocery store,
take flight as I do the dishes.
Like a Tai Chi master,
I relish my measured movements,
each telling the story of a fearless life.
Rather than expend energy
this fills me up as I go along—
a constant inflow and outflow.
At the day’s end
I can sit quietly and read
so full am I
of the Patient One’s love.
You describe so beautifully how I am feeling these days as well❤️
This is magnificent, Lesley! Your opening line is so beautifully graphic, so true and penetrating, then the rest explains how to get that ostrich into the air!
Hello Dear Lesley,
Thank you for the beautiful photo and the exquisite poem, this morning.
It says it all, so perfectly
Wishing you a beautiful fall day.
Thank you, Leslie for such a beautiful outflow.
So beautiful and relatable, Lesley! I felt myself merging back into that racing self this morning, but one read of this poem brought me back to the more awakened, love-filled movement I so relish existing in. Thank you. <3
Quite a blessing
Beautiful Leslie! Thank you… Andre
Just perfectly beautiful! Thank you love!! <3