Contemplating the Definition of Abeyance

By Bonita Jewel

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The rocks and hills and trees, the rivers, lakes,
and we,
and we caught now in abeyance, in this long
and lonely dance awaiting
some revealing, some long and lasting healing,
a tree
spreading and standing as home to all things
nesting in its branches,
our expectancy unspoken, hope unbroken in spite
of shattered
clay all around, in spite of the sound of weeping
in the streets, we meet this all with tears
and yet
with hope as we grope and wait for the appearance
of the Master, the alpha
and omega, who writes our story, who walked these
roads and wept
our tears and yet now reigns in lasting glory.

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Bonita Jewel visited India when she was 16 and stayed for nearly 12 years. Now residing in California with her husband and three children, she holds an MFA in Creative Writing. A freelance writer and editor for 13 years, Bonita’s writing has recently been published with upstreet magazine, Ekstasis and Dos Gatos Press. You can connect with her at bonitajewel.com.

Bonita's other work on Foreshadow:
Heart to Heart (Poetry, September 2023)
Key to Faith (Poetry, October 2023)