Pools spilling into pools
sweet water falling
painting one valley green
around dead sea where
nothing but minerals grow
hiding place
easy camouflage
for hardened mighty men
caves make shade for
weary King
looking for trouble
asleep
he's unaware
of noble hand holding
back knife
taking only
cloth from his robe
instead of his life
The Random Acts of Poetry prompt over at High Calling Blogs was to go to an ancient place. Egypt, China, India, Rome, Greece.
We have been to Israel a few times. Also, Petra in Jordan. These places allow you to breathe the very air of history.
Touching a stone where a sandaled foot might have touched.....
Swimming in the Galilee with the same sunrise coming up over the Judean hills as Peter saw during breakfast on the shore.
Hiking up the green oasis of En Gedi was my favorite thing. The majesty and poetry of the Psalms will never be the same for me.
10 comments:
you really get around
You see the setting for the David and Saul story - and then read the story here -- and it makes all the difference.
I especially like the last stanza, the picture you create.
If those hills could talk. . . .
Kathleen ... there is a magic that happens when words and images come together as beautifully as this. You are a magician.
I agree with Joyce -- definitely magic. Definitely a magician creating wonder out of words and images.
Oh how wonderful. My husband's dream vacation is to the Holy Land-- I'm thinking our twentieth anniversary might be the right time. ;) (Just ten more years, right?)
You took me there and helped me see ...
That's when you realize, this really happened. Real guys, real stories, real life.
I like that part about the Psalms. Yes, what a privilege to see what David may have seen.
One of my favorite Bible stories! It sings here.
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