Wilderness Prayer

I was in the wilderness.
You couldn’t tell at the time.
The sand dunes were as heavy as my silences.
Far gone from my destination, I pretended that I arrived.

But the walking kept me from disappearing.
And the weeping became the well from which I drew my healing.

Not all at once. 
A few gradual sips of the sunrise.
And then more.
Drinking in the colors, distance, and vision.
The notion that every sunset is followed by this beginning.
But that’s still not reason to wander.

Being lost taught me to linger. 
And that every single moment is worth more than forever.

Aimless steps stretch out time.

Reminding us that our desert thirst is worth more the mythic homes we set out for.

And to walk is greater than to grasp.

 

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