Unburdened

The unanswers, anxieties,

and clamor of things

that need plans laid

and  decisions made took a back seat as I walked

from my car to work's door this morning.

Startled from my self-absorption, I noticed

color had arrived in the many trees
dotting the campus.
Reds, oranges, and yellows amid the fading green--
all against a backdrop of sky blue.
The morning breeze scurried leaves
in swirls on the ground,
and the morning sun poured
through the colander of trees
creating shadows and shafts of dancing light.

I looked and saw,

tasted and knew
God is good.

This  masterpiece morning reminded me that

the Master Artist, the ever-present I AM
knows, sees, and acts
in this world,
in the pain,
in the present,
in my life.

With morning and all its color, light, and gust

giving my face a last caress
before I entered a day's worth of insideness,
I smiled grateful for hope anew.

 

by ckh --  experienced at Baptist Health-North Little Rock 11/10/14