Poet. Writer. Photographer.
Ninety-three million miles away,yet upon the cobwebs of a flower,Sol's ray reaches, haloes, frames. How powerfulthat gentle, golden beam iswhen it finds and reminds us ourinsignificanceis more important and personalthan we think it to be,for the Creator made surethe cold and darkness would always havereturning light and heat. We are turned away each evening,in a rotation beyond … Continue reading Cobwebs Between Petals
Don't tell me there is no divinitywhen I am looking heaven in the eye,infused with the essence, soul-transfixed, lifted,swirling upwards as colors become light,and the ingress solicitously entices the spiritas form sublimes, shapeshifts until undefined,and passes through the full transfusion of serenitythrough the glowing portal in the after-pouring sky. Poem and this evening's photo ©LauraDenise
Blinded by tears,but sight not neededwhen folded in prayerand the heart is leading through the dark,no darkness able to extinguishthe soul's pilot light ignitingthe vigil of candlesin a community's deepest wishes, one prayerall I've ever believedto be needed,but at the same time,what if one moreis all that's needed... when any fellow brother or sisteris pleadingto … Continue reading One (More) Prayer
When the voices inside,whether yours or theirs,start to rise up and disguise the lies as truths, look to the skyand see the rayof light shining downon false transparencies refracting all thebeautiful colorsthat make up you. Don't use artificiallooking glasses,for the perpetratorscan too easilyhide behind them,your doppelgänger included. See your reflection insteadin the windows of the soulsof those … Continue reading Always Have Been
Shadows, gray,overcast, rain...Oh how gloriousafterwards are thosefirst heavenly rays piercing through,the contrast neededto make the bold statement:"Look up here!" The more beyond thissending to eachpersonal beacons:"You have never oncebeen forgotten norabandoned." Poem and images ©LauraDenise
Golden upon golden, liquid light layers, how much more obvious can it be that there is aheaven andalready among us? Upon the dark and blankcanvas, with tender and lovingbrushes, He stroked usinto existenceand allthat surrounds us, has never left us,and reminders each day, He has risefrom the earthand others'divine parts,in likeness made,which we shouldreverently celebrate and feel blessed byevery day. Poem and images … Continue reading Everyday Gold
The green returnsas sure as the sun;the seasons keep spinning,web-weaved by the One. There must be a purposefor the phases of the heart,like the moon always wholebut only showing certain parts. Shadows and winter andstormy weather undesired,but without feeling the chill,what would be the motivationto light the fire? What could wake, shake, andempower my soulif … Continue reading The Green Returns
Deep in the thicket,the beacon seeks and finds,no seed nor budneglected nor lost;keep faith in the Light. Deep in the thicket, when the first ray shines, no beauty can parallelthe humility and grace,that relieved reachfor renewed life. You will be found,for you were never lost.God has always been theretenderly removing thornsand lovingly healing the loss. When that … Continue reading Deep in the Thicket
In the vast sea of shells, you found mine, on the island upon which I buriedthe saltwater in my eyes. Or is it that...In the vast sea of shells, I finally found youupon a remote shorewith a heart I'd renew. Who found whom?Perhaps not a finding at allwhen God as Matchmakerguides two soulstogether to loveand … Continue reading In the Sea of Shells
I have walked through the Valley of Doubt.I have collapsed in the Alley of Shadows. I have crawled through the Desert of Despair.I have cried at the dry Fountain of Repair. I have risen from my knees bedside from prayer, still feeling alone, His presence not there, but every time I've started to cry myself to sleep, His hand … Continue reading The Reins
