Teacher Dreams of a New Day

I would so much rather

spend my days—

speaking and writing and traveling—

—instead I stay grounded, anchored.

I am teaching–

—and learning—

His ways— and yearning

for a day that will come— like lightning— unraveling—

Me, so much sooner than I realize- I will be reaching

the everlasting promised land—

No longer dreaming of the days where I would rather be

— no, instead— I will hear and taste—bow down— breathe— inhale— His glory.

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