October 2009
6 posts
just keep going
It was just days from the end. I had walked over 2000 miles and I wasn’t sure about the whole thing ending. Back home would not be the same, I had the whole college-career-what are you going to do with your life thing to figure out, and out there it is simple. By simple I do not mean easy, in fact walking can be the hardest thing in the world. Sometimes you just want to stop and die and then...
does truth murmur
I’m going away for a while
When I am back anxiety will be erased from my brow
But it may just be a front
That crashes into the tired old matrix of wondering
With but an ounce to go on
While those wonderings keep finding ends
I was not ordered to be tired
With no trust in a horizon’s continuation into depth
The sound echoes words of the daily
The drab that births beauty and the earthiness...
inbetween
prophetess
“The poetry of the prophets is replacing the establishments of the kings.”
– pam scalise
“these polar charges, these happy and sad things in life, are like colors God...”
– don miller