This Day

This park bench.
This sunny sky.
This pond overlook.
This Thursday of holiness.
This escape from work.
This unsuccessful escape from worry.
This break from job description reading.
This pause in phantom interview taking.
This poem reminding me I have a job.
This booklet begging to be filled.
This mind full of concern.
This soul bereft of friendship.
This theology challenged by crucifixion.
This humility humiliated by washing feet.
This pain in my foot.
This breeze on my neck.
This pen in my hand.
This phone forgotten in my pocket.
That bike going way too fast!
This page filling up quickly.
This brain emptied of ideas.
This day.

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