Real

After I John 1:1-4

I listened I heard I heeded

I walked I saw I watched

I traveled with him I walked

dusty roads and dusty streets

and dusty hills and mountaintops

I felt the storm in the waves

beneath our boat, the smell

of fish so omnipresent

it seemed we were swimming

in schools and caught in nets

which we were, actually.

He was real and because of that

I have no choice but to speak

to write to tell the truth

and truth be told

I want no other choice.

Photograph by Grant Ritchie via Unsplash. Used with permission.