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Canadian Summer Psalm 23

Loving God, to whom
we flock, from whom
I wander,

I have most everything
I want, my needs
are more than simply
met,

you’ve more than simply earned
my trust.

You invite my tired bones
to lie down in the grass,
and enjoy…

You take me to your favourite
camping spot
by the lake
to watch the water’s surface
turn to glass
at sunset.

You restore
spirit and soul
with tree and leaf,
with sand and soil and rock,
cloud and breeze.

You lead me
ever on
the narrow path
that is blazed for my feet
through the wood of this world.

You keep me on track,
for your own sake
your own reasons

which I see
but dimly and fleetingly
between the trees.

Ha! yet even though
I go barefoot
through the darkest parts
with only shadows
for company

and squeeze myself
between the rock
of my mortality
and the hard place
of never ever wanting to leave
life and its beauty
behind

I swallow my fear
of anything bad happening

because you’re here:

your carved walking stick
and your trusty hatchet
are a comfort.

You gather firewood
and prepare
a veritable banquet
of wild edibles
in the presence
of every demon
black dog and dementor
I have ever faced.

You wash my hair in the lake.

My tin camp cup overflows.

I can hardly believe
how confident
I now feel

that this goodness
and the mercy that falls
like a light rain
with the sun shining through

will accompany and surround me
all the days I have left to live

and I will dwell
with my friends
inside the tent
of my wilderness guide
and Lord
forever,

and the circle
will be unbroken
around the campfire,

and there will be no more pain
or sorrow
on all your holy mountain
or in the streets of this city

or in Kamloops
or Ukraine

and we will sit on tree stumps
together again
rapt with joy
listening to the sounds
of creation restored

singing folk songs
and gazing into
the pentecostal flames.

Author

  • John is a Hamilton (Ont.) poet, writer and carpenter.

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  1. The poems of John Terpstra are most beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing them with your readers
    I look forward to the digital copies of CC !👌👌👌

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