There is a view from
the bridge called September
by which one can see
a road, calling
wayfarers to
turn onto it and so into
themselves:
curious,
brave and
trembling on holy ground.
Many have stepped
onto this path –
some singing,
some swearing,
most sweating –
but all who enter there
never see the world
the same again.
Some of us are given
the grace to walk for a time with
those on this journey. Do
not think I take it
for granted.
With each step of each pilgrim
my heart races and
my soul soars and
my mind burns at a hint of a future.
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Amen! And prayers and thoughts for all those for whom it is a radically new adventure this September. Thank-you AJ.
It is a lovely time, if not a little stressful etc. Best to you in this…
September anticipation. ….so lovely a description!
Thanks, it is a crazy, exciting, and busy time!
I hope you’ll have a chance to use this in a chapel service, or some other occasion. It really is lovely, and captures both the anxiety and anticipation of the scholastic season in an especially apt way. I like it very much.
Thanks, I’ll keep an eye out for such an occasion. I had my first class today and remembered again why I embarked on this journey!
It’s great fun, isn’t it? There’s nothing like starting a new school year, and getting all those supplies: a protractor, a six-inch ruler, some fresh pencils, a big pink eraser…..
Well my eraser is still in pretty good shape…
I love that last line, Allen. September anticipation is a great description.
Thanks, I’m glad it rang true for you. I just love September!