The desert. Never thought much about the desert until now. Maybe it’s because of this weather, this unmerciful heat that fuels sleeplessness at night. Summertime, I guess, finally has arrived. But the desert today becomes a very important metaphor. We dally in this desert, we sink in its glorious sand; we think this is alright, but it isn’t. There is the rest of this earth to feel and explore. If we ever want to be lead out of the desert, we must at least be open for the extraction.

where faith takes me,
there i shall follow
without question,
sans reluctance;
willingly shall i submit,
trust intuitively,
follow my instincts
for God cannot lead me
out of the desert if
growth isn’t risked
and doubts made persist

© mr gahon 6/21/15


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