LANDSCAPE TAKEN WHILE LOOKING UP THROUGH CEDAR

Shifting, without words, the clouds
and earth and beauty,
and what my place is in it –
that I might find it still,
if measured
by breath,
not distance.


Words and image by Sarah Rehfeldt. Please do not copy without my permission.

Poem and image published in Presence: An International Journal of Spiritual Direction, vol. 23, no. 4 (Dec. 2017);
reprinted in Homestead Review, no. 38 (Fall, 2017).