Poetry: Uncaptured
On encountering my greatest delights
As a public writer, and before that nonprofit founder, ministry leader, etc… I often find myself being watched. At times holding influence scares me. But more frequently, I’ve found myself desiring and driven to be in the limelight.
I would feel drained of energy and experience a loss of purpose in those seasons when I gave up roles that put me center stage. And although it is normal and good to be energized by giving out of our sweet spot, I’ve found I can depend on that too much to define me. Being seen and connecting with my audience can become my first and primary fulfillment.
That doesn’t work for so many reasons. And so over the years, I’ve centered into another.
Poem: Uncaptured
"It's in these unseen moments
You will find the greatest delight"
The Whisper whispered
Far in-between
The camera's flash
When the waves resoundingly crash
Where the pelicans arise
From out of the mist
Which sprinkles like a kiss
Shades of cerulean and heather
Tantalize my vision
Unfolding; uncaptured
Crabs scurry with precision
Under their stones
Yet I am not alone
For here is wonder
Communion, too
Life-giving bread and butter
Salty with brine
Here with you
Is the most pleasurable wine
