Please Lord, Don’t Let Me Be a Liar.

It yelled to the air around it, I AM. It whipped itself around as though shedding its boundaries of skin and flesh. Resounding in its message to the sky and to the trees, We Are.

Gathering Faith [A Poetic Take]

I sit here next to a big tree with white flowers just past their blooming stage. The tree buzzes with bees and wasps and a bird sits inside, singing a long song. For a week or so, I feel like I’ve been in a cave of sorts. Quiet, buried, still. I tried not to speakContinue reading “Gathering Faith [A Poetic Take]”