plodding along
step after step after step
watch where I put my feet
avoiding what's slippy
those ankle-turners or worse
footing secure, certain

head in the map
compass course followed
way-markers ticked off
position checked
careful at the tricky points
definitive route trod

journey completed
an end point achieved
but missing the wonder
eyes never lifted to the hills
disconnect from the glory
created and creator
this thin place
avoided entirely
wasted, gone


Monday of the Fifth Week of Lent
7th April 2025
following Psalm 121.1-2