In the blur
between a daydream
dreams
and the everyday rhythm,
trudging through
subliminal reality,
I lost the line
that once was there
somewhere.
Future
past
and
present
blend into
today –
at least for
today,
as time
slows
stills
and
speeds up again
beyond understanding.
Yesterday
is unrecognizable,
caught in the talons
of hopelessness
and
finality.
But somewhere –
somewhere
there is the promise
of something more
something planned
something that actually
means something,
something unexpected
something worth
seeking out
something worth
searching for
something worth
waiting for.
Jeremiah 29:11-13