April is The Month, a writers’ marathon with NaPoWriMo and the A to Z Challenge (which I’ve also entered)—I’ve fastened seat belt, donned crash helmet, and I’m prayed-up.
Ride along with me, if you’re game (I possess no driving permit, but my guardian angels are fully licensed/insured). I’m about to press the ignition button, my foot is on the pedal—let’s GO!
The early bird prompt is to write a Haibun…if I’ve ever written one, I’ve forgotten; but no problem—I have a poet’s heart/brain, so I’m here 🙂
DISCLAIMER: My faith is in Christ Jesus/Holy Bible. I write with no intent to judge other faiths/belief systems.
Perhaps Faith is a place, an actual country—vast, farther than the eye can see. Maybe it’s coastal, with wide beaches ever ready to embrace the tides of teal and sapphire waters, laced with ivory froth. And surely there are hills, valleys, gardens, waterfalls, forest, desert, ice floes—abundant with dew-drenched fragrant flora, flourishing blossoms, fruit; and snaking vines of prickly briars amid heat which burns to the soul’s marrow, or dark cold which freezes breath.
Good and evil thrive here too—polar opposites on an often vague spectrum, with contradictory manifestations. Life/death, love/hate, separation/mercy & communion—all are found along pathways which are some days dusty, or bordered in fresh clover.
There are signposts for those who have eyes to see—the exquisite entrance gate welcomes everyone.
Lead me, Shepherd King
When I’m lost, Life’s labyrinth
Dark shade obscures gate
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