O God,
save me
from religion
and never stop
surprising me.
Blogging from New Delhi, India, from January 2008 to July 2011 (at which time we moved back to Canada). These poems, stories and reflections provide a window into my world, and maybe a mirror into yours.
was closed.
Maybe construction
or an accident
or a bureaucrat en route.
I sat and waited
with everyone else.
I looked here and there
I caught his eye
then hers.
Sometimes
there's comfort
in waiting
together.
Sometimes
it takes a closed road
to find an opening
in your heart.