Christian Living, Family, Finding Peace, Grieving

by streams of water

she was a lover

 of poetry


of people.

we’d go hiking in the new hampshire forests.

when we would come to a split in the path she would pause and say

“i, i took the road less traveled by and that has made all the difference.”

she did.

so do i.

on this hike, however, i only had one path to choose.

with the tititabawasee river to my right and a park to my left

i walked straight.

narrow is the gate for me today.

 i recall the walks

i smell the raspberries

before i spot the sharp branches and tender fruit.

i pick one.

then five.

i am blessed by this garden of life.

still ,sometimes, that memory-that taste

that smell and so many many more

walk me up to another intersection on my path.

the intersection of the gift i had

and what i lost

which are all to often 

to the same.

 i want to lay flat on the cool earth.

be covered by it.

but my heart, my heart is full.

somehow in its


even light.

i see a tree near the water’s edge, who is choosing a path of its own..

we all choose, don’t we?

it’s choosing to arc back,

arms open.

in a forest of straight, it too is choosing the road less traveled.

and so i soften and open

and imitate it

 as i

inspired by its boldness

choose joy, gratitude,

 arc back

and lift my heart to the sun.

and shine.

psalm 1:2-3
but whose delight is in the law of the lord,
and who meditates on his law day and night.
that person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
whatever they do prospers.


2 thoughts on “by streams of water”

  1. I believe this is one of the best I’ve read thus far. Oh, you should compile these into a book. Just so incredible. We are blessed for you sharing your thoughts and life with us.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s