Contemplative Provocation Monstrous storms rage toss me into strange times. Bewildered! I look around, my limbs fall apart, my chest melts like wax. My tongue calls me to succumb - flee to safer parts, be among friends. Yet some deeper stirring speaks within my blood, “stay awhile, explore these times, in faith look to the promises of God, journey amid understanding’s torn veil. Go where the inexplicable and undefinable reveal the wonderment of God”. © Craig A Roberts, 2023
From Waymarks: Pilgrim Journeys.