I and love and you. Three singular words, apart nothing, but together meaningful. I becomes you. You becomes me. Love becomes the bridge connecting two. Apart nothing, but together meaningful. I love you. In the morning before coffee; sleep riddled eyes and slow, languid stretches. Silently staring into the ether. What thoughts are you pondering?… Continue reading Words
I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till the word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces? - C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces One… Continue reading Paper Faces on Parade
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.
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
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
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 Emotions
http://youtu.be/3WpOW1O3P-w The love of a woman is a powerful thing.
"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
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”
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