At the Edge

For months now, 
I’ve had to be “on” 
with an endless to-do list
and little time to sink down
into You.

And now that I have time,
for a while anyway,
I can’t seem to find my way home.
I can’t enter into Your silence.

Just when I feel the weight 
of being outside,
You meet me at the edge.

I hear You say,
“Of course, it’s hard to enter in.
You’ve been jostled and on alert. 
You’ve let go of responsibilities
and the world is carrying on without you.
You’re not who you were
and not sure who you’re becoming.

“So I will meet you here
just as I met you in your busyness
and, before that, in the quiet.
I will lead you home
to my heart
and rest your soul in mine.

“But for now, I am content
to sit with you here
at the edge.”

Credits and References:
“Galiano Island” by David KK
“On the Edge” by Esther Hizsa, 2023
© Esther Hizsa, An Everyday Pilgrim, 2023.
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About Esther Hizsa

Esther is a writer, spiritual director, and cofacilitates contemplative retreats and courses. She lives in Vernon, B.C. with her husband, Fred.
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