One muggy and unusual night, I woke at 3 AM, hazily recalled predictions of spectacular meteor showers, and dragged a sleepy Larry with me out to our driveway to watch for meteorites. After craning our necks for a few minutes that seemed like hours, we finally saw one or two tiny, magnificent flashes. It was a catch-it-in-the-corner-of-your-eye type thing. There and gone. Blink and you miss it. We stumbled back inside and I couldn't sleep for the Glory of God's night sky. Words pelted my brain and I had to write them down. (See the very first post: Meteors at Night.)

Like the meteor shower, my inspiration often comes unbidden at night in quick bursts that demand my attention. I get excited about it. I don't want to miss it, not any of it. Not one quick flash, not one Illumined moment, not one whisper from God.

I'm trying hard to catch it and collect it and put it all in one sky. You're welcome to do a little gazing here anytime.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Many Waters



We fished awhile today, and
Walked in many waters –

Lost Creek,
Childer’s Creek,
(Hiwassee possibilities),
Deep pools at
Coker Creek,
(Has anybody been there?),
The Yellow on Starr Mountain,
The Clinch,
(Inconsistent),
Rushing streams at
Greenbriar,
(Brookies in the Smokies),
Scenic Little River,
(Too cold now, or soon),
Legendary Citico,
(Hard to find the outlet),
Beaver Kill, and
Parksville,
Ocoee #1,
The bridge at 411,
(Walk up, and then
wade down).

We fished awhile today,
Got caught in many waters –
Rivers of the mind,
Where fish swim
All the time.
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