Edges

What distance, if any, have I traveled by this time?

Time has aged my hands

calmed my mind

Soothed the intensity of my internal dialogue

I have clarity

           and fewer questions

I have wide open spaces in rolling hills of thought

because i have the time now to stroll there

The house is clean 

and quiet

I've slowed down in judgement

of myself

in ambition

in acquisition

I'm taking the space to be quiet

                       to know Gd

To respond

                       Un-rushed

I could still find reasons 

to need to hurry

But by now, I've decided to spend myself 

Underneath connections

I was always longing for but 

                      never made time for

          slowness

          Intention

To open up doors fearlessly and love

all 

   the

       Time

Every Soul

To see the Thou over the I

or the means to an end.

My hands more wrinkled now 

with scars and stories

Remind me of days past

And I let these hands drip  

days lived onto paper

to preserve

    and  pass on

I stop more often to sway and bow

Accepting the unfolding of Eternity 

               in the Ever Present Hands of Gd.