Dry and burning
forest and brush
water less
lands parched
even the emerald green
northwest
has a thirsty
dull look this fall.
It started raining
just when it was
supposed to
we are the lucky ones
on the west side
of the mountains
Our world keeps
reeling from
natural disaster
to man made
catastrophes
birth pains
or apocalypse
Water
we are thirsty for
Living water
we can’t live
without this
watering
© 2014 Julie Clark
A mattress on the floor
Will do for a while
It opens up the world
For life and adventure
I would miss
If I insisted on sleeping
Only in my own room
With my elevated
Queen size mattress
Off the floor
I would have missed
So much bustle and activity
Being available
To hold a new-born baby
Colors bursting forth
In fabrics, faces and flowers
Handing out fresh bread and water
To the hungry and the thirsty
Yet, I am starting to miss
That elevation
And the tranquility
Of familiarity
Discerning the times and seasons
Is important now
Before I wear too thin
And have little to give
I believe it is time to move
Back off the floor
© 2012 Julie Clark
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