Backpacker’s Dream/Dilemma

we strike the trail late
 met by an abundant blue
 (clouds can keep secrets)
 


lunch is disrupted 
 by stream-crossing detours
 (till we see our fault)
 


then comes rain and pain
 realizing we were tricked
 (the trail is longer)
 


camp set up quickly
 dinner wolfed, shoes soaked by grass
 (thunder moving in)
 
 hours in the tent
 thinking, how could it, why now?
 (tests of our marriage)
 


but the bag is warm
 and we have love and shelter
 (all a marriage needs)

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