Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast
In a field I looked into going past,
And the ground almost covered smooth in snow,
But a few weeds and stubble showing last.
The woods around it have it–it is theirs.
All animals are smothered in their lairs.
I am too absent-spirited to count;
The loneliness includes me unawares.
And lonely as it is that loneliness
Will be more lonely ere it will be less–
A blanker whiteness of benighted snow
With no expression, nothing to express.
They cannot scare me with their empty spaces
Between stars–on stars where no human race is.
I have it in me so much nearer home
To scare myself with my own desert places.
What desert places in your soul are lonesome and frightening to you? How can I pray for you this week?
2 thoughts on “Desert places”
Loneliness and some other things I can’t publicly express right now. Thanks for the poem…Being in a desert place is scary and achingly painful, especially when you don’t know how long the desert will last. It is that not knowing that makes it difficult. I thank God that His mercies are new every morning and that He is my hiding place.
Praying for you right now, sweet friend. As you said, not knowing the journey is painful and scary. God will be your refuge, your ever-present help. And I pray He will send others to walk beside you, too.