I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Hope is not my friend
hope is not my friend
when I walk blindly
eyes fixed on far horizons
and thoughts far off
unhappy with this moment
distressed about who I am
unsettled
hoping only
for a better moment
a better me
and miss
the first crocus of spring
poking its purple head through the dirt beneath my feet
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