The storms lumbered
across the landscape
shifted your shape
as they beat
upon your house
Those who followed
who knew you
and embraced you
looked for you
in the usual places
They could not find you
you were not where
they last
set you down
you were not where
they last
saw you
you were not where
they last
loved you
Where the storm
blew you
they had never gone
They could only look
in all the usual places
This life is brutal
and expensive
when you are invisible
to those
who love you
The cost of this life
is appallingly high
and the road is littered
with those
who don’t make it
to the end
[Jerry Webber, June 16, 2012]
3 comments:
a perfect, dead-on description of my struggle as i journey. thank you for putting it into words...
Jerry - your posts are speaking straight to my heart. Thank you. I feel brave to be on my journey. You are amazingly brave to be the explorer and guide that you are.
though i find your processing of psalms and such through your life and play if language useful, the stuff that tends to flow more freely and is more straight up Jerry, connects and moves me far more.
ie
This life is brutal
and expensive
when you are invisible
to those
who love you
powerful words Jerry!
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