I, the Traveler, wipe my brow.
Been climbing brittle paths,
Urban life in my past.
Too far gone to turn back now.
I am a man on the verge of lost hope.
One more hill.
This is it.
If nothing lies beyond this crest,
I’ll find a prickly cactus stalk,
Nestle up, and die.
I have gone mad.
The heat, the lack of water
Have caused my eyes to mock my heart:
In the womb of the desert valley,
A lush oasis resides.
Butterflies perch on rhinoceros backs,
Wings flutter comfort against thick hide.
Kaleidoscope sky canopies
A wild sanctuary where beast and beauty marry talents.
Bears roll with rabbits,
Parrots nuzzle tigers.
I slap myself. Hard.
“Wake up, man!”
A blooming peacock waltzes by.
They won’t believe me back home.
Crazy like those boys we sealed up
At the hospital outside town.
Without witnessing this scene
With my own wonderment eyes,
I’d think me a fool too.
This juxtaposition of danger & tranquility
Summons dreams of boyhood,
Sings to cloaked yearnings.
I can never return to the predictable, contained life.
And the wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them. Isaiah 40:6 (ASV)
Question to Ponder: What brings you wonder?
Song Recommendation: Tiny by Enter the Worship Circle
-Read Previous Sunday Psalms from Season Two: Episode 1, Episode 2, Episode 3, Episode 4, Episode 5,Episode 6, Episode 7, Episode 8, Episode 9, Episode 10, Episode 11, Episode 12, Episode 13, Episode 14, Episode 15, Episode 16, Episode 17, Episode 18, Episode 19, Episode 20, Episode 21, Episode 22, Episode 23, Episode 24, Episode 25, Episode 26, Episode 27, Episode 28, Episode 29, Episode 30, Episode 31, Episode 32, Episode 33, Episode 34, Episode 35, Episode 36, Episode 37
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Written by Heidi Beth Sadler, Inspired by Isaiah 11:6. Copyright © 2017 Benjamin & Heidi Sadler, All Rights Reserved.