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
into the space where lavender
shifts in wind, gnarled
tree trunks climb
to upward possibility.
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.
5 thoughts on “Too Much Light 4: Prepare Your Feet”
I suppose this poem really “sticks” with you. 🙂
~groan~ Tony! 🙄
What Lyn said!
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.
Thanks, Lyn! It’s a fun series to write. We can never build up enough to prepare for Jesus.