A pause
in his walk to glance
backwards
the curve in the road
hides who is following him
shadows bend like light around the sun
he resumes walking,
whistling with every step
the headache recedes
as he approaches the end of the road
he smiles when he hears sound of the ocean
he sits on a log on the sandy beach
watches the waves, the earth’s breathing
imagining God enjoying the sight
before the creation of man.
The arrival
different colored fish
the fishermen go silent
like the slanting light of dawn.
I listen for your breath in the wind
Gather your emotions concealed in parentheses
The flowering that I have to know
Before the rain comes.
The kayakers arrive in the dock
Like fugitives who don’t want to leave
They glide and linger in the water
Their green, yellow and red flotation vests bright in the sun
Their eyes are wide like a mountain of joy
They disembark and thank their guide
And talk incessantly of returning
They live faraway.
The child sweeps the leaves on the path that leads to the house
In the morning, and in the afternoon
He sweeps the path everyday
As if dancing , sways on the right, then on the left
Rhythmic like his heart beat
His face, serene, without expression,
As if praying.
After he finishes he puts away the broom,
Returns to his room, picks up a book
And resumes reading.
I look up, straighten my body
Tired from digging clams in the sand during the lowest tide
Find myself looking at a cow walking on the beach
as if in a dream
Then I remember the sign on the road to watch out for cattle when I drove by
I start laughing loud and happy
The interconnectedness in the world,
Relationship is with everything around us,
One family., full of surprises and delicacy.
The rhythm of the day
Is the rhythm of life
Each day is a gift
To transform ourselves.
Each day is a praise of God.
Compline entrusts us to our faith
To turn tumult of the day to silence
Before we sleep we ask ourselves:
Did I miss God passing by?
We pray for God’s mercy and love:
Preserve us for another day.
I sit on an eagle’s nest
The horizon seems limitless
I can touch the sky
note: Sunny, pleasant day yesterday.
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