He’s there again
calling.
I want to give him a sweet name-
towhee
or even chickadee;
but I know he’s neither.
‘journey, journey, journey’
he calls.
‘journey, journey, journey’
my mind clasps.
A regular reminder
outside my kitchen window
of what we are here to do-
travel outside of ourselves,
our comfort zones, and discover
the fullness of life.
This is why I EncaustiCamp.
in love.