LINES WRITTEN TO MY FRIEND, AJA THOMAS

Friendly-Monkey

This morning a doe and her fawn have come from the river
to eat green branches of  honey locust
cut and piled for burning.

In time we lose interest in who we are supposed to be.
I am a box of air, emptying and filling
emptying again.

When I believe I am something special
drawn there by hidden fear
I feel it as loss.

Your friendship is a gift.
It reminds me I am still alive.
Keeps me focused on the simple longing for God.

When I think of you, I am happy.
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“God Rocks” painted by Aja Thomas of Barnashram

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