Maybe Someday
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The quiet morning hours on the water ground me to the quiet nature of Phi Phi before the wake of tourists. The Thai fishermen are unseen and unheard in these hours, too. We pass each other without acknowledgment for respect of the beauty and power on which we sit and live. I name my God and know Him through faith in Jesus Christ. They do not name their god. They live their god through nature. It has no name because it is. That is enough. Although I do not agree, through these early morning outings a greater understanding of this world view grows in me and helps me grow in my faith as well: Be still and know I am God.
By lunch I’m in town or back at the resort. A pull always fills my afternoon hours. I want to be with the Thai, but I also want a break from people and be alone. I want to go for walks and swim and explore and touch, but it is also stiflingly hot. I usually settle for a swing in my hammock which I hung under my box. Besides the mosquitoes, it is a wonderful getaway. Then my thoughts pull and lunge depending on my mood: Fantasies of a next career, a next island, a next destination; fantasies of The Five spending their evening sleeping away; reality of really should go to the office and call Krabi to set up my dentist appointment for next month; etc. Then I wake up forty minutes later and laugh at myself and the ants crawling up my leg, searching for sweetness that just isn’t there anymore.
Between the fingers
lies the stretch
to hammock
all day through.
And if the lounging
plays too small
search for rays beyond.
For when the leaves
dry beneath the feet
it’s best to crunch
as gone.
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