Mutationis

Change is inevitable. It is the natural process of life. Flowers bloom in the spring after months of harsh, biting cold. Seeds are planted in the ground and watered with diligent care to become nourishing, life-giving food. An oak tree rises up from a tiny acorn thought abandoned in the forest, but now stands tall and regal.

Elemental

Water flows down from highest peaks, Cold as snowflakes on the tongue. Swift as night in winter. Fire leaps from tree to tree, As if by magic. Hot as July in a Tennessee summer. Harsh as a word from a bitter soul. Earth shifts and moves though unseen, Yet immovable and still. Pungent as mushrooms… Continue reading Elemental

Reflections

The end is greater than the beginning. Or is it the same? Both are immovable, Waiting for a sign. One is looking ahead. The other behind. A beginning is exciting, new life has begun. At the end all is made known, No matter what has been done. Beginnings rush toward the end. Endings long for… Continue reading Reflections

Affair of Emotionsq

I find it interesting that people ask for what they want, receive it, and then look to other things almost immediately as if what they finally have is not enough.  This poem is a reflection upon that phenomenon.  Culture tells us the grass is greener in other homes, schools, cities, and towns, but perhaps the grass is green… Continue reading Affair of Emotionsq

Prosper

"Love prospers when a fault is forgiven." Prov 17:9 Lately I have been spending a good deal of my time thinking about relationships. The highs and the lows of relationships and the various forms they take. I have even been thinking about broken relationships. Here is what I have found to be true. Relationships are… Continue reading Prosper

“Love”

Perhaps love is a symbol of things beyond ourselves. Some will forget it completely, like old photographs on a shelf. Still some adhere to its principles, for the meaning that it holds, without ever understanding its essence for it is all just a show. Some refuse it completely, locking themselves away, they choose to be… Continue reading “Love”

What Wakes You

Friends, I must admit... It's been entirely too long since the last time you heard from me. This was no one's fault but my own, for I lost sight of why I started writing. I became drunk with pride. Hungry for attention. Longing for praise. I started this blog just a little over a year… Continue reading What Wakes You

A Barnabas

The young man stares out into the horizon on a warm summer's night on the Mediterranean Sea hoping this ship he has found passage on will take him far away from his pain. Far away from his shame and failure; from his mistake. He listens to the lap of the waves on the aged wood,… Continue reading A Barnabas