It’s been a good day. I had some trouble throughout, feeling bad given my injured state and resultant muscle deflation.
But, as always, my dear husband and sweet pup know just what to do to get me out of my funk.
One lucky girl?
BY SCOTT CAIRNS
She said God. He seems to be there
when I call on Him but calling
has been difficult too. Painful.
And as she quieted to find
another word, I was delivered
once more to my own long grappling
with that very angel here — still
here — at the base of the ancient
ladder of ascent, in foul dust
languishing yet at the very
bottom rung, letting go my grip
long before the blessing.
Source: Poetry (July/August 2013).