LENT
An acrostic poem for the season
Lost in my thoughts…
Evening comes;
Night follows.
To make things feel right, I sit quietly.
Even though I make the effort
Nothing happens; I sleep.
Practice makes perfect, they say.
Regardless of what you may think,
Action is needed.
Cementing a relationship takes time. (I’m new at this.)
Taking my lead from those who seem to know the way
I sit comfortably and try not to think; just be!
Chimes sound, twenty minutes pass, more chimes.
Each person stirs as the allotted time ends.
Sitting quietly we gradually return to the world.
I love the acrostic structure. Tim Maudlin teaches the technique as an aid to story writing. The acrostic word or phrase forms a guiding light. It challenges me to come up with appropriate words and verses. I never know what they will be or where they will lead. In a way, it's like meditating.
This poem was inspired by Ioana Andrei and her acrostic poem “Calm.” Thank you, Ioana!
