Empty 13 August 2015

summer 2007 (2)

Sometimes I feel empty, like a vessel waiting to be filled. What is it I long to be brimming with?

With goodness and light, with kindness and compassion, with strong coffee and dark chocolate.

With towering salads, edamame, merriment and supplication; with laughter and tomfoolery, gilled salmon and the brightness of the moon; with a hot fudge sundae, double the hot fudge and the shower of the Perseid’s overhead.sallys camra 011

With the love of forever and Christmas trees ablaze with colored lights; with the shimmering cheer of friends and the humble birth of Christ; with the thundering hooves of horses and the gentle purr of kittens.

With dark chocolate caramels sprinkled with sea salt and mountain vistas; with gurgling streams and ripe wheat waving in the wind; with the sweet notes of  guitar strummed and crickets filling the dark outside my window.

With the crinkling of pages turning in a good book and the flow of ink on fresh paper; with the hubbub of passing period and the zwooooop of an arriving email; with Nikes pounding down the gravel road and swishing horse tails sallys camra 276batting away flies.

With the prayers of all those who came before and all those yet to come; with peace and prosperity; with faith and daydreams; with endurance and the light at the end of the tunnel; with the rugged delicacy of creation and good conversation.

With sleepy babies and John Denver cranked up; IMG_0671with tractors pulling grain carts and bread baking warm and brown; with RC Cola on ice and campfire smoke rising; With slobbery dogs and little black dresses.

With winding trails and thunderstorms; with raging winter blizzards and the warmth of a hearth; and with all that I am and all that I am meant to be. Now, I’m stuffed!

About Sally Gerard

I am a writer, runner, teacher, singer, guitar player, mom, lover, coffee drinker, hunter, antique tractor driver, horsewoman, sister, and lover of the outdoors. Did I mention that I love lighthouses?
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