A Trio


I went looking for Him

at every other door

And there He was

waiting patiently

holding my own door open

for me to return



Wherever I rest my tired feet

is a spot of pilgrimage

Whatever my restless hands create

is an idol

Is this how it feels when a mere glimpse

lasts an age



As I stand

watching gentle sea waves

And in the distance

clouds hug the horizon in tight embrace

It’s time to say Grace


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