All this time
I put my headphones in.
I walk quickly.
I look toward the ground.
I create one million barriers
of independence,
but still God seeks after me.
God leans a rainbow over the sky.
God sends sun after the rain.
God blankets the earth with wildflowers.
God allows music to carry,
and laughter to rise,
all so that I might notice.
And when I do notice,
the unfurling that begins in my soul
is slow and holy and burning.
I am not alone.
God has been chasing after me
all this time.
Poem by Rev. Sarah Speed
(reprinted with permission from A Sanctified Art)
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