12:12

[joyful in hope

patient in affliction

faithful in prayer]

 

dear friend,

I hope this finds you well.

I haven't written lately because

my words have gone missing, a little.

[hope]fully that they turn up

under a couch cushion somewhere

and I don't have to go

untangle them from the ocean,

which was the last place

I found them

and me

when life got lost

in the tide.

if you think of it-

pray for me?

that I would find

whatever it is that I seem

to have dropped

on the way to somewhere

important.

which doesn't seem so much,

anymore.

I'll be back in a little while,

but for now

I need to go get good and lost

in that stepping off the edge

drawing in the dirt

woman at the well

kind of faith.

the kind that reminds me

of the yank-back feeling

a parachute has

when you're hurling

a million miles an hour

toward an unforgiving ground

and
suddenly

you're safe.

 With hope

-e

 .