
riding a whirlwind
time – agonizingly – slow
when will nightmare end

riding a whirlwind
time – agonizingly – slow
when will nightmare end

limbs mostly empty
raise outstretched to heaven still
praising God for life
stale cigarette stench
empty elevator car
things we leave behind

leaves are mostly gone
so much transpired this month
so much yet not walked
abounding in love
those awake and vigilant
wait for fulfillment