Musings While Hiking

I've been hiking a lot recently, it helps me to clear my mind and pray. I've learned that being in silence with God does not have to be motionless.

Below are some pictures and poems from my hikes in the past couple weeks.

"A weed is simply a flower that someone decides is in the wrong place...It deserves an efficacious spot in which to flourish!" Sister Monica Joan from Call the Midwife

I find myself on a path

with cobwebs on my ankles

waiting for a glimpse

of why I am here

for who could have gone before me

if cobwebs cover the path

yet, who could come after me

if they are already broken

for the cobwebs, they lead

and yet they obscure

the cobwebs make us think of loneliness

and yet speak of something left behind

what could have gone before me?

Some-One had to lay the path.