Untitled Poem – Michael Moore
I was in a year of intensive training (Clinical Pastoral Education) with the Air Force in San Antonio, Texas from June 1997 – July 1998 when I went to a family care conference. One of the workshops that I attended was poetry writing that was led by poet and peace activist B.F. Maiz (Obituary). It was truly transformative moment for me and this is the poem that I wrote at the workshop on January 31, 1998.
I stand in the midst of a sea of suffering,
On a boat in stormy seas.
Looking for an island of tranquility,
A place of healing for you and me.
Our patio and backyard have truly become such a place for me and for Denise as we journey together through this chapter in life and ministry called retirement. Perhaps, dear reader, each of us can find such a space and share it with others.
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Michael, thank you for sharing your poem and for your continuing ministry through this blog.
Gardens can certainly be a source of peace. Yesterday I was seated in part of our garden under arching trees and near a rose bed.
Blessings for both you and Denise.
Thank you, Bruce. We both look forward to planning a trip to Vancouver where we can also meet you and your wife in person.
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Got it!
“Looking for an island of tranquility,
A place of healing for you and me.”
I love the sentiment. Thanks.
Totally spectacular back yard – I especially like the lights.
Thank you for the poem.
Blessings
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