Business slowed at Ms. Anne Thrope’s Coffee Club because of spring break, graduations, spring vacations, and the opening of three local outlets of national coffee chains. They can serve their donuts and brioche. We’ll still have mammoul cookies and other Middle Eastern pastries when the enticement of the chains wears off and people return to local vendors. Until then, I am cleaning the home office and discovering files full of the flotsam of life.
I came across this poem jotted during an interval at the Calvin College Festival of Faith and Writing:
In Grand Rapids I saw a sign that said:
Detour Ends on Wealthy Street.
I did not stop or rest on that fortunate road.
My journey, begun long ago, detours still—
Plans interrupted, dreams deferred, goals
Withdrawn and returned to the mind’s vault,
And the journey, never planed to end in wealth
Or on a street named Wealthy, recognized
The path at midlife, evidencing a goal
Apposite the street named Wealthy.
Name it Pilgrim’s Way, Mercy Court.
Perhaps even Seek Justice Road.
Back to the files.