• advent journal: limited perspective

    by  • December 2, 2016 • advent journal, hope, poetry • 1 Comment

    limited view

    Somewhere in the soundtrack
    of my life these words broke in:
    “the things we are bounded by
    make us capable of excellence.”
    Not bound like a prisoner—
    shackled—but bounded,
    perhaps even boundaried:
    put the rails up on the lane
    and we all throw more strikes.

    Freedom, at its finest is more
    than being fenceless; love has
    bounded us together to bring
    out the best in one another,
    even as we become a smaller
    fraction of the whole of
    humanity with every second.
    I’m a flickering light in a tiny
    room; yet from my window
    the stars are flickering, too,
    bounded by the night sky.



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    One Response to advent journal: limited perspective

    1. December 2, 2016 at 4:36 pm

      Bounded as defined, not confined. Thank you …

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