was feeling aimless and sweaty
on the couch last night
when hank came in to play
this thing
he composed on his guitar
and here my nearly seventeen year old
football playing
baseball playing
shaved head
muscly
boy
sat on a stool
and played a riff
so quiet i had to incline my head
and played a riff
so beautiful i had to leave the room
lest someone see me cry
and
i don't know how these boys,
like sunrises,
surprise me everyday
but god in his infinite
wisdom
knew i would need them,
anchors for this drifting summer,
beside me on the new pew
around the dining room table
in quicktrip choosing slushies,
near
677. a lunch box made of duct tape
678. blackberries from my forest
679. dog and cat making friends
680. chickens fertilizing the yard
681. my girl - seeing her after a long time of not
682. sunrise on the garden
683. isaiah 61 - a cornerstone text
linking with -
michelle for
hear it monday, use it on sunday, ann for
1000 gifts, l.l. for
on, in, and around mondays
