advent journal: moving pictures


    For the last several days I have been changing the profile picture on my Facebook page as I shuffled through some pictures of my childhood. I don’t remember all of the situations, or even all the locations beyond a generality, but I do recognize myself in a more profound way than just seeing a younger version of me. Amazing.

    moving pictures

    I have shed enough skin
    to clothe a thousand cobras
    forgotten enough memories
    to fill a well of lifetimes
    and posed for pictures
    most all of my years

    whether the picture was
    taken before or after,
    near by or far away,
    I recognize myself
    like Peter Pan re-
    finding the Lost Boys

    I have lived enough days
    to know I can’t go back in time
    what a joyful surprise, then
    that memories would come
    forward full of grace
    and call me by name


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