Sunday is a day of rest that does not often seem restful. We could truly do nothing but rest today and we may only rest.
As I headed east this morning, I tilted the visor down. And then I thought, “If I were at home on our oasis or if I were on the beach listening, I would not tip the visor. Why did I tip the visor?”
Because at home and on the coast I am safe.
tooth by tooth apart
the zipper separates and
Sun rises dimly