A Sabbath Rhythm: The Hammock

This week for A Sabbath Rhythm is a poem.  Enjoy.

The Hammock

If Sabbath were a thing
I'm convinced it would be a hammock
It swings in a sacred cadence
side to side

In the shade
Under a tree

In it you can stop to listen to the sounds that surround you

In a hammock there is no room for a tv, computer, or cell phone
Just you and the stillness

Perhaps it’s the closest you get to flying
Getting off your feet and be suspended in mid air

Almost like being cradled in the perfect embrace of safety
God

In a hammock we stop trying to be someone we are not
and acknowledge who we are

We dream,
We wonder,
We believe,

We are embraced.

Comments

[tiffany]

Love it.