Fathom Mag

Empty Porch

Published on:
March 9, 2023
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Sun swings low on another
vacant, bleeding horizon.
It took David a year to return
(some longer)
so why does my unblinking, wet gaze
feel like eternity?
(She knows her way back.)
You have called her by name,
pealing more potently than any dinner bell.
But sometimes the way home
stumbles through a distant, starving land.
So you and I: we’ll wait.
Another darkness, another sunrise
cracking promises over the day,
our ears reaching toward the scratch of footsteps.

Janel Breitenstein
Janel Breitenstein is a freelance writer and the author of Permanent Markers: Spiritual Life Skills to Write on Your Kids’ Hearts (Harvest House). Her front porch is currently located in Colorado, but you can also chat with her at janelbreitenstein.com.

Cover image by Camylla Battani.

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