Words
like whirligig,
puzzle,
firestorm,
words
for the day,
sit
on my couch
in
cozy pajamas
sipping
hot tea.
Bring
pillows, they say,
and
candles.
These
lights hurt our eyes.
Noisy
seabirds duck and dive
a
cove somewhere outside. Waves
crash
the shore.
I
listen hard for the music
of
salt and driftwood—
for
words like ebb,
buoyed,
float.
“Cast
your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you…” Psalm 55:22.
© 2016 Jennifer
Wagner