tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7298392350899076290.post4337541944985633735..comments2023-05-24T08:57:48.712-07:00Comments on Prayers on the Wing: The Silent Place - a prayerPrayers on the Winghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05914915883414522214noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7298392350899076290.post-64250185358156888482017-11-23T01:58:38.642-08:002017-11-23T01:58:38.642-08:00Oh my Lisa, this is so beautifully real and straig...Oh my Lisa, this is so beautifully real and straight from the heart place. The pain and hope that you share means so much. Sue Monk Kidd has written a book Where the heart waits I think it's called, about the stretch of midlife. I'm sitting with that stretch and feeling my way forward. Looking for a silence that heals. Love to you xxPrayers on the Winghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05914915883414522214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7298392350899076290.post-16678005281110362372017-11-22T23:12:49.123-08:002017-11-22T23:12:49.123-08:00Thank you my friend. I too have written on the si...Thank you my friend. I too have written on the silence today but not embracing it as much as you.<br /><br />RETREAT<br /><br />I over-estimate myself.<br />Work, family, health.<br />None of the balls can fall.<br />For the people who need me,<br />I need stand upright.<br /><br />Its how I identify myself, <br />as needed, valued, loved.<br /><br />Whole, God.<br />Not hollowed out.<br />Not cracks in the ramparts.<br />Foundations that don’t support<br />my weight.<br /><br />Not shedding the insubstantial props which hold me up,<br />the roles I inhabit.<br /><br />God, I underestimate you.<br />Wooing me away.<br />I don’t like the silence,<br />even less the weak dependence.<br />The guilt of reserving energy for me.<br /><br />I don’t like where you <br />lead.<br /><br />For lonely is the walk.<br />Is there a place<br />you intend for us to reach?<br />Or is it one blind corner<br />that follows the next.<br /><br />God, what’s up front?<br /><br />I can’t see, but <br />peace and hope are relentless.<br />More aggressive than the ailments<br />that appear to conquer.<br />More real than pain and weakness.<br /><br />More lasting than temporary struggle.<br /><br />God, I underestimate myself.<br />Work, family, health.<br />The balls that fall, roll and submerge.<br />The people who need me<br />become the people to bear me up.<br /><br />Needed, valued loved?<br />I am to you and that’s enough.<br /><br />Whole, God?<br />Someone said that holes make more room for joy.<br />More room for you.<br />And that surrender is another word for trust.<br />That the place you lead us is never far ahead,<br /><br />but on the floor,<br />where you make a bower for our love.<br /><br />Ana Lisa de Jong<br />Living Tree Poetry<br />November 2017<br /><br />Ana Lisa de Jonghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03063440690970098567noreply@blogger.com