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Lonesome River 

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His old heart hardened

Ice running through his veins

A lost love left him bereft

of feeling joy or pain

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His eyes kept lowered

lest others perchance would see

his emptiness – his loneliness

his longing to be freed

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Pride his ball and chain

Privacy his hat and coat

Barren nights his daily feast

Alone he lived without hope

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Each morning he’d walk

the lonely riverside

 remembering times together

 as he cursed her God inside

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Within his bitterness

  knowing it was wrong

 her final words still ringing

to follow where she’d gone

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His old heart thawed

when spring warmed the ground

 flowers bloomed by her grave

 his lostness finally found.

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Wendy/2014

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I’ve walked this river trail twice now.

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Once was with our oldest son

and this time was with my husband.

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It was quiet,

except for the river,

with virtually no one else around.

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It was peaceful.

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On this trail there is a loneliness

that lingers in the air.

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I can’t imagine wanting to walk it by myself.

Cougars and bears probably drink from this river.

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Whenever fear invades my peace,

I remember that I am not and never will be alone.

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There aren’t many things sadder

 than putting all our hope into a mere mortal.

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Be strong and courageous.

Do not be afraid or terrified because of them,

for the Lord your God goes with you;

he will never leave you nor forsake you.

Deuteronomy 31:6

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I even say this verse over in my head when I am in the dentist chair. (sheepish grin)

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Courageous Blessings ~ Wendy

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