I jump into water that shoulders the boundaries
Of the fanatically-fenced land with the open-for-business land
I go under cover of darkness
And just miss the search lights of the destroyer
Rays of hope, I want to think and then…
I am pulled from the water
And hastened by a helper onto the next long leg of the journey
On a train,
I catch my breath, Your breath.
My training in non-existence kicks in
I can disappear into that inner place
That inner walk with You.
Bumping along, I sleep with one eye open
Resting on the cushion of air at my back
Resting only in God, my deliverer
One eye open
Heart hesitating to believe what I see from the train window
Beauty of nature and productivity of man,
A glimpse of the secret garden
My eye cries a few old tears and some of me slips back into the prison of the walls
You encounter my doubt with Your love.
I climb out.
Resolute that I am meant to climb higher
Noting that there is still a great need for inner-speak in my outer walk.
Through more borders without walking papers
I am at the mercy of Your hand
My helpers have given much
Advice and provisions and a cover story.
I pass through….
The guards and the crowds can’t see that I am a giraffe!
They don’t notice that my heart is led into confidence
By a pillar of fire.
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