Tipping Day

a person with foot up in the air

Photo by João 

 

The sun has slanted across the sky

thoughts scroll through my mind then fly

That precise sliver in time

 

The see-saw is tipping to the down side

I slam and am jolted by the sand in my eyes

Suddenly a week seems like a lifetime

 

I know I never really controlled my world

The lie in my head where I thought I was safe

but being found in Christ I am not forsaken.

 

 

 

One thought on “Tipping Day

  1. I’m thankful that I’m not in control of my life, Jill, otherwise it would continue to be a shambles. I’m glad God is in control. Smashing poem! D x

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