Walking home I stop
in awe
I gaze at the blazing red-orange leaves, once spring green
Every year this glorious autumn display greets me
God’s way of saying, “Stop and look. This is me saying I love you to you, and all who take the time to pause…”
I smile and whisper “Thank you” in my heart and I walk on
Grateful to be so loved.
April fools, full moon
Pink cherry blossoms, birdsongs
I still long for you.
On the first day of spring
two decades and 4 years ago
I remember…
I remember you
walking towards me
looking dashing in your beige barong
smiling and saying, “Hello, I believe
we’ve met earlier…”
Yes, I remember your voice
strong but gentle,
commanding attention,
but allowing spaces of silence
to listen with full attention —
Yes, I remember your eyes,
the color of the sea, deep green,
shining with amusement
quietly taking in my words
spoken in response to your revelation
that you were not just a minister
you were a lawyer, too.
Yes, I remember my unfiltered,
unapologetic reply –
that night at the Luce Library,
“I don’t like lawyers much!”
You just stood there gazing at me
and letting me chatter on
like a defense attorney making her case
why you should walk away now
while you can.
But you didn’t.
You stayed
and listened …
and at the end of my lengthy opening statement,
we both knew,
you had won
the most important case
in your life,
you had won
my heart.
Christmas day is here
Emmanuel – God with Us
Wipes away my tears.
