Monday, November 29, 2010

The Swings

Chains hanging limp
denying captivity
Hundreds of chains
metal clinking
aimless chatter
waiting.

and then all of the sudden
You're lifted off the ground
bare feet enthusiastically
dangling

Arms spread wide
chin up -
eyes to the heavens
on God's glorious roller coaster.

And then the whole world becomes silent
for a minute.

And everyone is instantly united in that joy.

spinning faster
into a dizzied awareness.


There He is,

Taking pleasure in our delight-

within us

and around us-

At the swings.

3 comments:

  1. love this poem...it has just the right amount of abstract concepts and specific concrete imagery

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  2. I love this! Its fabulous..it creates such a vivid picture in my mind. I have noticed that really good writing pieces are able to create an entirely new world..or image in our minds. This piece does just that!

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Bravery and fearlessness are two completely different things