Traveling Too Fast to Arrive I feel distant from my wife today. She's in good company, since I also feel distant from God, And distant from myself. Harumph. After all my effort. My wife is on the other side Of a washed-out bridge Yelling something important That I can't hear To someone I can't see. Her back is toward me. I am hovering four feet Above myself, all day long I'm turning left and right Saying, I thought I was right Here, now where in the world Could I have left myself this time? God, on the third hand, is a mystery. He is the tiny oak shim that keeps The chair leg snug in place. Easily Within my reach, though In a thousand years I'd never Think to look there.
Traveling Too Fast to Arrive.
Bishop, James Gleason
Traveling Too Fast to Arrive I feel distant from my wife today. She's in good company, since I also feel distant from God, And distant from myself. Harumph. After all my effort. My wife is on the other side Of a washed-out bridge Yelling something important That I can't hear To someone I can't see. Her back is toward me. I am hovering four feet Above myself, all day long I'm turning left and right Saying, I thought I was right Here, now where in the world Could I have left myself this time? God, on the third hand, is a mystery. He is the tiny oak shim that keeps The chair leg snug in place. Easily Within my reach, though In a thousand years I'd never Think to look there.