Closing

Ending.
Changing.
Closing.

Not really.
Sometimes i see the fringes. And i think of those words in Job all over again.
Like the clouds with such depth, clarity and speed as they rolled the water down to strike at my bare arms with joy. Reminding, not chastising.
Because it's like that sometimes.
And then tonight. All gentle and soothing without chilling me. Just there on me.
So good.

Sometimes i see the fringes. How faint the whisper i hear.
Like the ending of an era, not surprising - yet shifting. A man takes his family and walks with God in a different place for a new season. It's exciting.
Those tears were let loose in honor of the profundity of remembrance.
Not out of a loss.

So good.