Sonnet XII - Serpentine Seer
The end of our winter break had a few warm days, which helped my family and I to clock time in our 1000 hours outside app. On one of those days, my youngest son and I went on a walk in the woods behind our neighborhood and we encountered a small snake. My sonnet below depicts my attitude on snakes, and relays the experience to you in a truncated, poetic manner. I hope you enjoy it.
Before I release you to read it, though, I suppose I could give you an update on what’s been going on over here since after the snake incident.
We’ve been getting back into the school and work routine. An unprecented thing happened last week, which was that I was out of bed by 4:30 AM every day. I enjoyed waking up early before everyone else and spending quiet time with God and my thoughts, and coffee.
For me personally, it was a great work week last week, and I actually enjoyed it, as I’ve been organized and felt confident about what I am doing like I’ve never been before. I credit all to the grace of God through several facets, including Jordan Raynor’s The Word Before Work devotional book, my amazing colleagues (especially my team leader), and the energy of writer friends… like Allison Byxbe, Jordan Green, TaraLeigh Inman, and C. E. White, and my Saturday writing accountability group. (Writing and connecting with other writers has been a major stress relief for me over the past couple of years… it’s like a hobby but more serious than that. But, it brings me stress releif from work and family life, kind of like a hobby would.)
Anyhow, beyond work and writing life, and family life, I’ve had a whole lot going on in my head life, but I will spare you the details of that for now. (Am waiting to see how some of that will manifest into physical life.)
And now, for the content you’ve been waiting for…
He said, “If I see a snake, I’m runnin’.” We then entered into the woods at edge of our hood, that stretches from road to ledge that drops down to Yellow River. Cunning snakes have never bothered me much. Scanning the ground before placing foot down in sedge has been, up to now, effective defense. We followed the leaf-covered path, panning our eyes, traipsing along in cheerful chat. We came to the long-ago fallen tree. I stepped up as he jumped off before me. Eyes down, I watched as his feet barely passed over a slim snake. I paused in wonder, while trust and fear stretched my son asunder.
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