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.

Monday, February 25, 2013

A Water


The watching of a water
Fascinates the brain, and
Sits it on a calming shore.
(Shower, river, rain)

It forms-reforms hypnotically and
Moves in strings and waves,
Magician to a sold-out crowd.
(Streams, seas, lakes)

It carries light within itself and
Sparkles as it goes,
Delighting eye and thought at once.
(Ice, waterfall, hose)

It splashes, tumbles, rushes on and
Teases with its speed,
Deceptive in transparent force.
(Waterslide, fountain, creek)

The watcher of a water
Is powerless to stop
His captive role as audience.
(Pond, puddle, drop)

1 comment:

  1. Awww, I love the lake picture of us and the peaceful memories this piece evokes! Can't wait for camp this year!

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