Light, Mountain, Forgiveness, Redemption.
Where is the light?
The Redemption and Forgiveness?
There is only this
Better if I had picked three other words,
To accompany me through the past year
Confusion, Anger, Despair.
Now, in the waning days of November
I stare up at that Mountain,
Standing on its rocky footstool,
I have barely even begun to climb.
I take in its height and incline,
I can't climb that, I think.
But here it is
It's not moving
And so, I must
I know it can only be done
By holding that same hand,
That brought me this far, through this year,
Of valleys and unexpected, twists and turns,
I hope I don't fall, I think
You might, I hear
But I've got you,
I always do.
And so, I gingerly step up and out
Perhaps, I think, those other words
Light, Forgiveness, Redemption
Will track me into this new year,
Full of the unexpected,
Yet full of Gods steady hand and
"Man plans his way but the Lord establishes his steps."
Proverbs 16:9 (ESV)
Gloria writes from Caron, Sk on issues close to her heart,
through memoir, fiction, non-fiction & poetry. She has
published many newspaper articles and columns throughout
various newspaper in the province, has some pieces published in
anthologies, and continues to take editing classes from SFU.