the gift

The gift of enough

in the hill country of texas

a place of God’s people

but only a few were

friendly

my room mate

going through divorce

used most of the

space in the room

her belongings

strategically thrown

throughout

and in

our own sweet

and miserable

sadness we were

strangers

i felt

judged

and alone

there, as well as

at home

i came

to do art

for… something

there i was

in the art studio

at night

the lights went out

i knew

i had to walk through the

stunted growth of trees

in the dark

i remember

the candles

i saw that day

in the next building

in the now darkened

and colourless center

why did i

look in that drawer

earlier that day

i don’t remember

but i remembered the matches

i made my way there

the door unlocked

i lit a candle

held it up

above my head

to see

enough

to take a step

maybe two

then

it….. was

a frighteningly

peaceful

beautiful

light

in the woods

a whisper

to my heart

when i was listening

it saw me through

and i suppose

i want to believe

to have hope

within everything

in moments of our time…

Love

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