covering

 Riding down

The broken 

Country roads

As I marvel

At the hayfields 

In the distance

I’m reminded

Of His provision

In the moments

It feels

Like stunned silence

Only to accept

That communication

Is not always 

In spoken voice

Seeking You

Is an exercise

In delicate depth

And speed

That is not

Always to

My preferences

In Your way

In Your time

In Your Grace

Let me

Accept the mercies

I’m not

Aware that

Surround me

In a perfect covering