Respite

Above my computer desk hangs a picture of a wood frame, part log cabin of about 3 rooms with a well behind it. It looks abandoned. Brush is all around the house. A grown-over path leads to the side of the house. The picture can be interpreted in a number of ways. Tonight I need respite, peace. My world is not hectic, but somehow it is incomplete, out of kelter, aching. So tonight I look at the picture and see how the house still serves as a shelter from the cold and heat. It represents that a family once lived there and provided a place for smiles and play. It strikes a vibrant tone within me so that I can return tomorrow to work with a picture of respite and peace.