Skiing on Ashes

Waking to a newly snow-hushed morning
that beckoned softly to ski
on yesterday’s Ashes
I took the invite to natural
With tails to trails
Fresh tracks and dawn rabbits
Shushed the cell phones legion of
engineered-to-dope-ify appeals
Then saw God fling new colors
across the larger screen of the east
Breathed the rare new sunlit air
And in Thanksgiving
Called to the I AM of Life
In this one and only
Grace-breathed,
Resurrected Day!

About rspidahl

Pastor/Learner/Faith/Public Speaker/Writer/Futurist/Strategist/Activator
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