A powder blue sky that seems to be both
dense and translucent—
an opaque powder blue sky
hangs above and
in the background of various shapes—
stacked and constructed together to form
buildings, like homes and businesses
and remnants of years past and gone,
of slumbering histories,
and recounted memories.
They are the shapes of times
that folks left behind—
not being easily packed away
and loaded into car trunks
and the back of pick-up trucks—
as they moved on to become
and create other memories, histories,
and remembrances of years past and gone.
The children of God had twelve stones to
to bring to remembrance the grace
and mightiness of Him that went
before them to part the waters of the river Jordan,
leading them to victory in Jericho,
leading them to His provisions.
“The Lord is my Shepherd
and I shall not want for anything.”
One of my many memory stones is here
in this opaque powder blue sky that hangs above
and in the background of various shapes—
present moments of here and now, living stories,
and the stillness of hopeful memory.