This is your hand, these are my hands, this is the world,
which is round but not flat and has more colors
than we can see.
Category: Faith
what will the waves do with their fury?
Paint the scene now, before ship takes a dive.
Soon the Sun Will Be Blazing
Though today
We are
Dazing
While mindlessly
Grazing
Self-challenge, and… go.
I still don’t know where to start.
The Purest Gold
The clouds always part
See the Sea
When will I see the sea
for what it is
and what it will always be?
transition
wisps of potential
precipitation
occlude
the sun’s rays,
goosebumping
my flesh
which was recently warm.
No Shovel Required
Snow falls and then melts
Fractured Faces
Safe
in our certain
Somethingness…
A Book of Endless Pages – SoCS
Every day is a new page in a book of endless pages.
Groundhog Day
The Men of MIlltown Mourn this Morn;
Their groundhog, Mel, is dead.
Obscured
I see you… Rising above the cloudswhich obscurewhere your building began. You continue to riseIn spite of the clouds, And … More
See Where I Might Land – SoCS
The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS) is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind … More
Then I Will Bring a Boat
It seems my friends have Sorrows fit to Drown;
They’ve just enough Pure Joy to stay Afloat.
Win/Win?
Competing interests /
Often call for some losses /
Before both can win
Sunset
We can’t always live In the daylight…
‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.
Away, aweigh, ’tis love which calls us forth;
The love which calls shall push us there as well.
When globe reveals what’s east, west, south or north
‘Tis heaven’s heat which rescues from cold hell.
Divine
I used to think
Divinity hid
behind clouds,
The Roller Coast
We can’t get enough
of
The Coasters.
Missed It
The Magi showed up / And revealed / Divinity
defying atrophy 