"Come away by yourselves
to a deserted place and rest a while."
Mark 6:31
does anyone else feel like this
the sadness
the tears
alone
exhausted
depleted
I have to get away
I never see anyone else out there driving aimlessly
thru their tears
is it the hormones?
humidity?
heredity?
the heat?
the husband?
the hospice
insanity
defeat
or the Lord
God
just desperately calling me
to come
away
by yourself
come away
you
alone
come away
you and Me
just the crawfish
a few butterflies
and traffic's usual drone
you're not so far gone
you're not so alone
I am
with you
you are with Me
come
home
it's calm here
it's quiet
although there's hardly any water
just trickles
here and there
reflecting my spirit
it's normal
it's okay
as it should be
this time of year
still a place of beauty
and repose
it eases the heat
and cools as it trickles over my toes
a shallow pool where once we caught crawfish
now catches the trees reflected overhead
with sunshine there is shadow
can I stay right here forever
truly resting
with the sun on my cheek
on the large 'lunch' rock
in the middle of what's usually a creek
the greenness
the cicadas pulsating hum
the not so distant 68
rumbles as Mountainfest bikers come to town
the wind in the trees overhead
the hemlock shadows on my page
the sudden changing of bright to shade
His Spirit welling up within me
refreshing
refilling
renewing
away
the gratitude of being
reappears
as the most invisible of waterbugs
cast shadows
in still quiet pools
memories bring comfort
high water days
will come again
but today
here
it's tranquil
sandy pools
and butterflies
yes
one more day
a beauty all its own
a place of refreshing
familiar
do not be afraid
of snakes
and bears
or rapists
of the heat as you ascend from here
just sitting
just stillness
year upon year
come away
come away
be with Me
I am near
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