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25 January 2011

The space between

I am caught in the space
between the frozen zone
and the warmth in here
the peace of what I know
and the thin, brittle ice

In this season of grays
life pauses to catch its breath
yet in hibernation
a new thing
snuggles in
takes hold
nourished, protected.
A seed planted, unseen
beneath the drifts of snow

Peace, be still
says He
as every fibre aches
to stretch, expand
break out
the small place
secure, but also stifling
wings batter restraining walls.

Winter can appear
indeed endless
here
in the land called
True North
months more ahead.

I am caught in the space
between the frozen zone
and the warmth in here
the peace of what I know
and the thin, brittle ice.

Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm.  Mark 4:39 NKJV




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19 comments:

  1. HelenJanuary 25, 2011 at 12:54 PM

    That space... I know where it is! :-) Great poem!

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  2. AnonymousJanuary 25, 2011 at 1:51 PM

    Yep, I understand this feeling very well. The saddest thing is when I forget I'm in His warmth and all I can focus on is the outside cold and ice. I'm thankful for His love and grace that surrounds me. Thanks Karin.

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  3. GlynnJanuary 25, 2011 at 4:10 PM

    Caught, yet always the hope, because the seed will grow. Good poem.

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  4. moondustwriterJanuary 25, 2011 at 4:24 PM

    Beautifully caught in that warm protected space

    thanks for sharing with One Shot

    smiles from the Moon

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  5. LouiseJanuary 25, 2011 at 4:29 PM

    'life pauses to catch it's breath' - lovely beautiful poem :)

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  6. Brian MillerJanuary 25, 2011 at 4:30 PM

    stay warm because of who is with you to keep that thin brittle ice at bay...smiles. nice one shot...

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  7. dudeJanuary 25, 2011 at 4:41 PM

    Beautiful...

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  8. S. EtoleJanuary 25, 2011 at 5:53 PM

    I know that space as well ...

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  9. a joyful noiseJanuary 25, 2011 at 6:55 PM

    I like what you said about being caught between the frozen zone (uncertainty) And the warmth in here (your heart) The peace of what I know (your faith)

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  10. Lisa notes...January 25, 2011 at 7:32 PM

    Your words are always so moving that they make me wish that *I* could write poetry like this, too. But, alas, I cannot. So I'll just continue to enjoy yours. Thanks!

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  11. AnonymousJanuary 25, 2011 at 8:42 PM

    Beautiful.

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  12. Jenne' R. Andrews January 26, 2011 at 1:12 AM

    Really beautiful, tender-- swells our gratitude factor--xxxj

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  13. BethJanuary 26, 2011 at 7:57 AM

    I could really relate to this. I liked the idea of the space between--yes I reside there often in the winter, esp. on 'snow days' (I'm a teacher).

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  14. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2011 at 12:17 PM

    well done.
    we can still be growing within our rest and peace, yet, we do not see it. it is covered in white.

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  15. Duane ScottJanuary 26, 2011 at 12:35 PM

    Your poetry is stunning. I loved the "spaces". :) I've been there!

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  16. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2011 at 3:03 PM

    So beautiful. Thank you. A great reminder of the hope that lies in wait, even when we can't see it.

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  17. Rachel HoytJanuary 26, 2011 at 6:01 PM

    Great poem! I hope you're resting in that still, silent, hopefull place now. :)

    My One Shot: Stop Licking the Drain

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  18. AnonymousJanuary 26, 2011 at 7:19 PM

    I know all about the space between. A tough place to be. Lovely post!

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  19. Steve IsaakJanuary 27, 2011 at 2:34 PM

    Nice, light-touch, good-flow, non-politicized work.

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