Friday, September 12, 2014

Timothy's observation


I walked with him
across the stadia
the roads built
by Roman engineers
a marvel, or marvels,
particularly because
the dust was limited
except when the wind
blew from the mountains
blew from across the plains

he never complained
when the dust blew
he only complained
when he shook the dust
from his feet, the dust

of unbelief.

1 comment:

Martha J. M. Orlando said...

Just wow . . . All the images this brought to mind from the Gospels made fruitful and faithful in your precise and poetic words.
Blessings, Glynn!