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Though you may not come home happy,

you do come home changed.

That is what the trip was for.

 

The door is the same. The handle,

the same. Same couch. Same lamp.

Same chair. But the one who opens

 

the door is not the same as before.

You can pretend if you want.

Most do: Act the old way until

 

they forget they are new.

Sometimes, the change takes charge.

Sometimes it invites itself

 

to dinner. And then breakfast.

By lunch, even the dishes are wondering

what will happen next.

 

(my son just returned from 10 days at camp–wow, what a difference 10 days can make!)

 

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Perspective

 

 

I’ve got a wide, a wide river to cross.

            —“Wide River to Cross” by Julie Miller, Steven P. Miller

 

 

Perhaps when the river

we must cross is so wide

and the journey

to just to get to the river is so long

that our legs and arms are weary

before we even reach the shore,

perhaps that is when

it helps to remember

that the heart is infinite

in how much it can love,

and dang if that journey

across the river

doesn’t seem all that far

after all and the body

shudders and trembles

finds a way to take

one more step, and

one more step.

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The Journey

 

 

 

Just because there is no trail

doesn’t mean that I won’t lead you there,

 

and just because I am leading now

doesn’t mean I won’t follow you.

 

And just because we are blinded by fog

doesn’t mean we shouldn’t still travel on,

 

and just because we are laughing

doesn’t mean this journey is a good idea,

 

then again, we are laughing,

and just because the wind is at our backs

 

doesn’t mean the hill won’t be steep,

and just because we feel intrepid now

 

doesn’t mean we have used even a thousandth

of what we’ve been given to use.

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Example

 

 

 

Above my window

two tiny hummingbird beaks

hover just beyond the edge of a nest

which is smaller than my hand—

this, I think, is what it looks like,

the start of a long, long journey.

By fall, they will be in Mexico.

They don’t even know yet

they can fly.

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