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  1. Glitch

    aeropuerta by kmls
    flights are grounded
    my wings are clipped
    i need to wait a little
    longer to start this trip

    my future connection
    could be in jeopardy
    it might be a while
    before we're set free

    the whims of the divine
    are all part of the plan
    my life's trajectory is
    not in my hands

    so i will wait patiently
    for the Control Tower's nod
    and match my flight to the wind of an all-knowing God

    August 15, 2015

    #clippedWings #ContemplativePoetry #controlTower #delayedJourney #discernment #divineTiming #Faith #flightMetaphor #Flying #futureUncertainty #God #GodSPlan #grounded #Hope #Journey #lifeTrajectory #Obedience #Patience #pilgrimage #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Prayer #Providence #SpiritualJourney #SpiritualReflection #surrender #Travel #Trust #TrustGod #trustingTheProcess #Waiting #windOfGod #Writing
  2. Dusk

    i had such grandiose plans
    another day to spend
    from the bank of my life
    to reap the dividend

    somewhere i went awry
    i lost track of the sun
    when i turned around again
    the day was almost done

    so now i pin my hopes
    on the fading light
    i watch the creeping shadows
    and make plans for the night

    August 13, 2015

    #Aging #ContemplativePoetry #Disappointment #endOfDay #evening #fadingLight #Hope #lifeMetaphor #lostTime #Melancholy #Mortality #nightfall #reflection #regret #resilience #secondChances #shadows #SpiritualReflection #Time #unfinishedPlans #Writing
  3. Pace

    Often I find myself stuck
    between the slow
    and the fast,
    fitting into neither,
    stumbling,
    never finding
    a comfortable
    pace.

    I am impatient
    with those ahead of me,
    whose slow progress
    impedes my attempts
    to reach my destination.

    I am angry at those
    pushing me from behind,
    so concerned with
    reaching their goal
    that I am just another
    obstacle in their way.

    I must remember
    that at times I have
    been both.

    It is the engine within,
    not the speed of those
    I encounter on the road,
    that drives me to anger
    and impatience.

    O Divine Driver,
    Grant that I might have a
    more compassionate
    awareness on this
    journey.

    August 2, 2015
    #Pace #Awareness #breathingRoom #burnout #ContemplativePoetry #contemporaryPoetry #dailyLife #findingBalance #hurry #innerPeace #livingGently #mindfulLiving #movingForward #Patience #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Rest #rhythmOfLife #sacredPause #SlowingDown #SpiritualReflection #stillness #takingTime #Writing
  4. Stumbling Block

    It seems I have always been stumbling, tripping over the unintended in a fog of wandering wonder.

    The mist has been ever around me, my cloud by day. I am enveloped by mystery.

    You do indeed love to surprise me, O God;

    two girls find shiny stones in a fountain and their joy chases away the despair at not finding a loved one,

    the hospitality of friends lightens the weight upon a heavy chest from a returning to what was and the traveler can breathe again into what will be,

    a mother’s words and the night breeze dries a daughter’s tears and she can smile at the deep thrum of a bullfrog,

    lovers lie for a moment in the morning and the frustrations of yesterday fade into the quiet beginnings of another day.

    It is time then.

    I rise up into the bone crackling morning, my body protesting, my spirit already stretching out along the places I will see.

    Inside, I find I am ready for more stumbling.

    July 29, 2022

    #boneCracklingMorning #bullfrog #chronicPain #ContemplativePoetry #ContemplativeWriting #Despair #divineSurprise #embodiment #Faith #FaithAndLife #Family #findingJoy #fog #friends #God #GodIsMystery #Grace #Gratitude #Hope #Hospitality #ListeningToTheSoul #Love #marriage #mist #Morning #mothersAndDaughters #movingForward #mystery #personalReflection #pilgrimage #Poems #readiness #renewal #resilience #sacredOrdinary #SpiritualJourney #SpiritualReflection #SubmissionToGod #surprise #tearsAndHealing #Travel #wanderingWonder #Wonder
  5. The Sodden Astronomer

    They say, Do not look at the stars,
    or you will step into holes
    and sink your shoes in mud.

    So you can keep your eyes
    fixed on the ground,
    safe from puddles,
    safe from falling,
    and miss the lights
    burning above in the dark—

    except for a stolen glance,
    a hurried sip of heaven.

    Or you can throw
    caution to the wind,
    lift your thirsty face
    to those bright jewels
    sewn into black velvet,

    and stumble on
    with wet feet.

    October 27, 1988 (edited June 2026)
    Curridabat, Costa Rica

    Part of the continuing Respectful American series, a selection of writings from my travel journals from Central America in 1988

    9.927128-84.082012 San Jose, Costa Rica #1988 #astronomyMetaphor #awe #Beauty #blackVelvetSky #CentralAmerica #ContemplativePoetry #Courage #CreativeWriting #dreamers #Dreaming #earthAndHeaven #HereAreSomeWordPressTagsForThePoemSoddenAstronomer #Hope #Imagination #jewelsInTheDarkness #lookingUp #mudAndStars #mysticalPoetry #night #NightSky #poeticImage #POETICAORAREContemplativePoetryPrayers #Poetry #ProsePoem #Risk #SpiritualReflection #stargazing #stars #symbolicPoetry #walkingByFaith #wetFeet #Wonder #wonderAndCaution #Writing