Themes: Of Souls, Storms, and Sweetgrass

Today I am dwelling on Themes for my Alphabe-Thursday T post,
and the poem Souls, Storms, and Sweetgrass represents my S post.
(Yes, I'm playing catch-up again.)

Tess at Magpie-Tales inspired my theme with this photo prompt by Mark Haley.

photo by Mark Haley

My path, at times, is overgrown;

storms brew beneath my swirling sky.

The sweetgrass curls and turns to brush,

scrapes tender flesh as I pass by.

Air presses close to steal my breath,

as condensation primes my tears.

The heaviness pools in my heart,

distilling fading hopes to fears.

Before me, rocks hedge up the way;

far in the distance stands a tree.

There is a wall without a gate

that opens outward on the sea.

I raise my eyes and fix my gaze

upon the deep, the rolling blue.

The rocks cleave into stepping stones

and lead my weary soul to You.

©2013 Susan Noyes Anderson

"Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, 
and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28

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