I long to dwell in your tent forever
and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.
I was planning on riding my bike to the AmeriCorps meeting I have in Port Townsend today. It should have been a lovely 35-mile ride along the Olympic Peninsula coastline, through Port Ludlow and Port Gamble along quieter country roads. I have been looking forward to this ride for quite a while, imagining myself riding along with a couple other AmeriCorps guys, enjoying the sunshine and sea air.