Too Much Light 4: Prepare Your Feet


   No room,
and yet there is room:
in shoulders, between lanes,
by roadsides, in industrial paddocks.
No room, perhaps, for cars, yet feet
have space to move, if you,
  traffic-sore, should rise
          and step
into the space where lavender
shifts in wind, gnarled
      tree trunks climb
   to upward     possibility.
He comes
     on desert paths; He plants
His footsteps in the raging sea.
As inlets, channels, block up here,
       prepare your feet,
    prepare your way,
          prepare to come    and see.

Note: Most of this poem was written on a chewing gum packet while stuck in traffic. Chewing gum packet attached to post.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

5 thoughts on “Too Much Light 4: Prepare Your Feet

  1. I love how you’re using “too much light” and building to one of the most important events in history, Matthew.
    I’ve never used chewing gum wrappers, but I have used serviettes in coffee shops or shopping dockets in various places.

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