On retreat
a full day of prayer,
meditation, winding
along the stone labyrinth,
and reading Gregory of old:
allegories of bloody battles
to uproot evil within.
Ah yes – so true,
the peace and beauty
always out of reach
in the rush of daily life
find me here.
Snuggled in bed
dreaming of…
Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.
What? Eyes fly open.
Pop. Pop. Pop….
Gunfire.
Yes, even here.
Oh God, come to our assistance.
Oh Lord, make haste to help us.
Retreat is never escape
but immersion in life.
Beyond fight or flight.
What are your thoughts?