(I’m posting daily poems for napowrimo on notes. Today’s and yesterday’s are free verse and posted together here.)

Poem 6: April 6

“Hard Earth, Soft Feet”

I called my grandma yesterday.

She had a few, wise words to say:

1) Don’t rush, she said.

The moments you notice are the ones you keep.

Let the hum of life be the rhythm you seek.

2) Leave gifts, she smiled,

May those in your presence, and all who you greet,

Sense your soul’s aroma is tender and sweet.

3) Dig deep, she said,

Remember your roots run deeper than your feet,

So soak in the memory of gardens you meet.

4) Last thing, she paused,

Life’s heavy moments dull hearts like desert heat

But don’t let the sunburn blur victory’s feat.

Celebrate well.

Enjoy what you’ve earned.

And when your day’s done,

I pray you’ll have learned,

To walk the hard earth with heaven’s soft feet.

Poem 7: April 7

“Let Me Be a Fool” (2 Cor. 11:16-33)

Let me be a fool -

A madman in the wilderness.

For maybe, if you find me there,

You’ll notice Heaven’s kiss

Upon my soul, beneath my feet,

Within my every breath.

I’ve greater labors -

Greater joys -

Than sanity could bless.

I will not mourn my pride’s debunking

I shan’t weep at its death.

I merely want to be a madman

For my Lord, forever blessed.