Expressing Peace. Front Porch after Supper. 68.
I know wonderful peace from my front porch after supper.
The day–the work day–is done. I am slowing down; I enjoy the outside world slowing down around me.
The air has more weight than at 6:45 this morning as the sky lightened. The light now softens. Sounds, even of the few cars passing right in front of my house, fade into the distance.
Birds have quieted. The wind has stilled to barely a breeze, resting from its full day’s huffing and puffing. Clouds brush the sky with the pale yellow of the sinking sun’s light.
Peace is everywhere. It cloaks the ground. It fills the sky. It embraces every tree. It tents each house. It cools my yes and whispers to my heart. Peace fills my being.
Sweet Neighbor,
the blessing of these moments
slows everything down
to the stillness from which we know
that you are Peace.
You grace the drift from day to nighttime
with the blushing peace of evening:
pinking sky shyly kisses earth goodnight.
It feels a flannel shirt, a gift of what’s gone by,
comfortable now
and promising to be again tomorrow.
Thank you, GOD, for evening’s front porch peace.
And so it is. Amen. Amen.
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