Such are these steps of mine,
That take me from edge to edge,
As I walk six feet distant,
Acknowledging your existence with a wave.
From the edge of my porch,
To the end of this paved road,
And beyond to a wide open world,
So now is Nature within my sights as I am confined.
Priorities shift down deep,
As society slows to a stop,
People give their lives and time to serve others,
What do I have to offer?
Listening ears to follow modern wisdom,
Willing heart to reach others in different ways,
Unquenchable spirit that tells me to look forward with hope,
Bones of faith to know that more is beyond these hands of flesh and blood.
One may say from behind technology, “life hasn’t changed much.”
I say, staring at my slice of the world, “everything has changed now.”
Author’s note: I hope this poem find each of you well, dear reader. May you bask in the infinite sky above, and be grounded in the form soil below and remember we are all connected, you are not alone.
Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.