April 14, 2017
April 14, 2017
Photo by Patrick Murphy

Shadow
A New Poem by Hilde Oleson

I wander the playground of life
As I did the one in my school-yard.
Wishing to be adventurous, but timidly stalking the shadows.
There are so many wild things loosed in this world,
So many traps to fall into, the wind brings
Exotic odors to be followed,
The birds lead the way to odd branches
Too weak to hold such a heavy weight.
They perch lightly and laugh as I hug the shadow below.
Always. Always, there is your shadow over my life.
A place to hide, a place to be safe.
Beneath the gnarled branches of a Joshua tree,
Beneath the majestic pines or a waving palm —
Or on a treeless beach
I feel the protection of your mighty love.
I move, I walk, I go but always above me like a cloud
There is the wonder of your love.
Like a rainbow of promises, already kept and more to come,
Love has a shadow wide enough to save this quavering world
And me.