Look now, the blessed road

Look now, the blessed road

Look now, the blessed road 1920 1271 Robert Alan Rife

Look now, the bless-ed road rises to meet
feet, weary, uncertain, but sure
of steps yet untaken that, parting, greet
a step, one step, from that step. Intentions pure
where hinted there evidences of worn
and bent, slow and plod with care
the stoneway moss from feet unshorn.
It now draws this one from here to there
and back, or not? Perhaps to see once more
the trace of place and diligence where
friend not seen for to strength restore.
Beyond this hill, that rock, another vale
to part from us the sure, the safe, the soft
and bring once more the promise of tale,
of song, of new and now and hope aloft.
As turns the way from risk to gift
she bids one turn and, unflinching, faces
the way unmarked by mark-ed feet, swift
to lead not ahead or behind, but grace
the name of he who draws, and we who strain
the path we sought, we find again.

 

Robert Alan Rife

My friends think me complicated. My employer thinks me talented but at times, troublesome. God, and my wife see me as I am - a philosopher-poet with a rather circuitous journey of life and faith, the music and worship minister at Yakima Covenant Church, a singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, poet and writer. I am a graduate from Spring Arbor University with an M.A. in Spiritual Formation and Leadership. These poems, and my life, are dedicated to those places where life, liturgy, theology and the arts intersect with and promote spiritual formation – who we are becoming. Join me on this journey to word-land. Maybe we'll find each other there and share a story or two.

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2 Comments
  • Catherine Lawton March 20, 2018 at 1:50 pm

    This poem speaks to me of the effort to follow then finding ourselves surprised by the Presence of One Who has been there before us and yet is with us! “The bless-ed road rises to meet” gives fresh meaning to the Irish blessing, “May the road rise up to meet you….” I love these faith-filled and hope-filled lines:
    “and bring once more the promise of tale,
    of song, of new and now and hope aloft.”
    Thank you for sharing this poem.

  • Robert Alan Rife March 20, 2018 at 11:29 pm

    Catherine, I’m humbled by your comments and genuinely glad it spoke to you. Blessings, friend!

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