DesertWords

Waiting For Wonder

The first step to astonishment is patience.
Wonder is not on call.
Amazement does not respond to an alert timer.

You have to sit on the back porch in the green
rocker and talk to a hummingbird,
or lay a blanket on summer grass, stretch out
and watch the stars go by.
Try standing very still on the mountain 
ridge line where all sound is banished except
for the wind's laughter.

If you hurry astonishment you'll just get a
head full of frustration and your heart
won't beat any faster.

Patience, my soul.  Wait for the wonder.

Comments1

  • MaddieJ

    This is so full of balatent truth. I often have to lie down to the ground to allow my heart to beat with the earth. And often times, feeling the wonder of the nature around me, comes after I surrender to its heartbeat. Such a great reminder to be still and wait for it.

    • DesertWords

      Thank you very much. Look forward to reading your work.



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