at the bottom of a coffee cup
when we take our last sip,
or in the garden
as we overturn the fertile ground,
or maybe in the milky soap bubbles
left in the sink after we wash our hands.
It would be a relief
to discover ourselves in such a simple way.
To stumble on a crack in the sidewalk,
glance down at our feet
and suddenly see so clearly
what we’d been missing all along.
ATW
3 comments:
Wow. Just WOW! Did you write that? It's amazing!
It's true that we can't find ourselves completely in small ways, but they say God is in the details. I think sometimes we are too. So you add up a little here and there, and pretty soon, you have a whole person.
Sending you much love.
XXOX
Yea, just wrote it the other day. I've been dabbling back in poetry after a long time and it feels really good. Thanks for the kind words. I think we are definitely made up of the details, little pieces here and there; like a quilt or a puzzle. Sometimes it just gets frustrating looking for the piece that fell under the table or behind the radiator!
This is beautiful Amy. Thank you so much for sharing it with us.
Steph :)
xox
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