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Step Sessions

Step Sessions

 

We have a journey to go on

Called today

I don’t know how many steps we’ll take

Maybe we’ll travel like Thoreau

Considering the cosmos in a walk to town

 

Maybe one place will be literal

The other living

Where stars are born

The nebula inside

Cradles of thought

To set us on our way

 

Until the dark of night brings out the offspring

Literal nebulae

A star for each thought born out there

A universe of mind, as it may

Marking a journey

Like our own,

Roaming energy

Through two sets of cells

 

Two trips going inexorably

No competition needed, no going to war

We can have quiet or make noise

Any media for growth

Though I will say

Maybe going gently’s not so bad

In a night of stars

As thoughts and ours

 

How many steps a journey?

Some might want

To know,

Which is okay

Let the universe and us

Decide

 

C L Couch

 

 

“Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night” by Dylan Thomas

 

Photo by Aldebaran S on Unsplash

Newton, MA, USA

Heart Nebula

 

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I Know What I’m Missing

I Know What I’m Missing

 

When there’s time

And gasoline in the car

(I’d fuel up on air if I could),

I like to drive on roads

That might be new to me

I rarely stop for anything

And I don’t go fast,

If I can help it

To see a house with character

I haven’t seen before

To hum over a bridge

Maybe with a mark for the

WPA on either side

To enjoy a plethora

Of trees

Smell and taste their freshness

Through the vents or

With the windows cracked

I have a clutch

I don’t have cruise control

So I try to curb quite literally

My chances on the highway

Ostensibly, I’m going

Somewhere, but it’s all right

If there’s no arrival

I rarely have to backtrack

So I can say I’m making progress

And like Thoreau, Berry,

Or Oliver who

Blend outdoor living with

Reflection of supernal things,

I am where I am

Without a proper ending

 

C L Couch

 

Image by Josep Monter Martinez from Pixabay

 

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Lent 9

Lent 9

 

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We place Christ in a journey:

Celebrate his birth at Christmas

His presentation at the

Temple plus his

Baptism by his cousin John

Upon a bank of the Jordan River,

Then consider now

The earthly ministry

Ending in Jerusalem,

The next part of the calendar

 

What notes the work just now but

Miracles and teaching

And many encounters, one by one—

A woman by a well

A man who climbs a tree

Bemused to see this person

 

A woman who breaks

A vial of perfume to wash

His feet

A leper out of ten lepers

Who must return

With thanks

 

There is teaching

Answering the quandary, Who

Is my neighbor

A question about government

The discipline of a warrior

Who, though not a Jew, respects

The way of Christ as he would accept a

Commander’s prerogative

 

The woman who begs for scraps

Of mercy, who is rebuked

Before she astonishes him

With a reminder for whom he’s come

 

He comes for the Jews

He comes for Arabs and

For Romans

Even the pirates of

Parthia

He comes for the savage Britons

And the unknown Asians

He comes for them

He comes for then

He comes for now

He comes for you and me

 

Oh, how he loves you and me

And it never stops,

The arrival since creation

Life upon a troubled plain

The departure into earth

The return in keeping with

Prophecy and promise

 

C L Couch

 

 

Fritz Geller-Grimm – Own work, CC BY-SA 2.5, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=1690920

Fritz Geller-Grimm – Own work

Saint James’s shell at a well of the Way, Saint-Guilhem-le-Désert, Languedoc-Roussillon, France

(Camino de Santiago)

 

“Oh, How He Loves You and Me” by Kurt Kaiser

 

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