Page Turned

The page was known…
   read and reread,
   underlined, annotated
   …reread again.
then ribbon lifted
   and hollow formed beneath the page,
a cave of sorts, with life inside.

Slowly the hollow became sky
as the page lifted clear
   and floated
   …to gently settle next
   to what had been.
Ready now to be read
   were these new words
   to this old story,
…enter now, they called to me.

The first not forgotten
…nor unimportant,
but leading the way,
for what is now.
This character that I have entered,
coauthored with a Greater.
These new, fresh words,
shimmer and wait,
as though by my living
…will they be fixed to the page.

A week ago I had an opportunity to retreat.  This is my way of mining and remembering the gift of the weekend.


About Mary Herbert

I am a gentle listener, a woman of few words. My journey through life has been a spiritual one, as well as a physical one. My daughter, Katie, and I thought it would be interesting to combine some of our giftings/talents in a blog and see what happens. Let us know what you think!

2 thoughts on “Page Turned

  1. There is something really intriguing about the idea that as the page turns a memory is formed. But I also really appreciate the picture that this paints of being so present as to study our current situation circumspectly as though it were the words on a page that can be read, reread, underlined, etc.

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