Friday, September 20, 2013

Season

Golden yellow green.
Downcast eyes, dancing leaves. 
Sigh in, troubled 
through the breeze.

Long winding road,
pebbles brown, stone.
Damp, dirt, corse. 
Step, step, crunch, crunch.

Aches, tense, shoulders rolled
again, again.
Eyes on heaven.
Eyes on earth.
Green blades, rusting.

Sweater close, hands deep,
Deep in full pockets. 
No room, no treasures.
Deep in thoughts.

A season.

Season, Tori K Webb


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 I don't really know how to explain to you how I'm feeling. Things are going really well--moving forward, and I hope to update you on the house and the rest of life soon. But I'm carrying a lot right now, emotionally, and in my spirit. It's been a tense season these past few weeks. I really hoped to be enjoying the anticipation of the coming move, but honestly, I'm just beat. It's just been a lot. I'm tired.

 I see lots of good coming, but I'm definitely feeling the tension of getting there. To all the others dealing with way worse situations than me--we're in this together. You're on the front lines, and I'm not right now. But I empathize, and I'm praying. And I'm feeling it; we're One Body in Christ.

 Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand therefore, having girded your waist with truth, having put on the breastplate of righteousness, and having shod your feet with the preparation of the gospel of peace; above all, taking the shield of faith with which you will be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked one. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God; praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints--and for me, that utterance may be given to me, that I may open my mouth boldly to make known the mystery of the gospel, for which I am an ambassador in chains; that in it I may speak boldly, as I ought to speak. - Eph 6:10-20 NKJV

2 comments:

Carol Renouf said...

Beautifully written Tori, Yes we all have our trials to overcome, and we should always remember to pray for others, even strangers, as well of ourselves. I know God is watching over you, take a deep breath, look up at the sky, hopefully it's not cloudy so you can see the beauty of the harvest moon, and know someone is always watching over you ~Carol~

Jerry said...

Wonder filled poem. Pensive. Might I suggest a book by Jeff Goins? It's called The In-between. Light little memoir. Quick read about the moments between the big events and how to live in them with more meaning. You are already doing it...The book just might be more of an affirmation than an inspiration. Again...poem...loved it.

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