Poet. Writer. Photographer. Nature-Lover.
obstructed by boulders, been told of the horizon beyond make the best of the dead-end called home the road placed upon no need for wings when caged by ceiling dreams fading suffocating gaze turned away from that crack letting in light ears choose to no longer be fooled by hope's lullaby no way out of … Continue reading Obstructed
A deeper connection lingers, clings to the last drop of hope, frozen in time to allow us one last opportunity to catch its saving, quenching sustenance to coat that ache, that thirst, that rawness for what our souls were created to desire. I reach for you in a moment of vulnerability, in a moment in … Continue reading Last Drop
Waiting for the storms... unlike the personal of yesteryear, these come with forecasts and warnings, and I greet them with cheer, for I’ve always felt empowered by the rising up of nature, pretend I can tame the benevolent, moody creature. I have always felt connected to the earth, sea, and sky, know someday, … Continue reading Waiting for the Storms
Let's head to the coast where the road ends, where sand leads to sea and the dreams we once had; let's set afloat the last of our hesitations and jump into the waves to rebirth the heart's dormant wishes. This is our life, a new beginning: hand-in-hand, let's fully live it! The … Continue reading These Dreams
What is it you have in store for me, Lord? What is it you should have me do next? So strongly, I feel your presence; I want to be an active participant. I lay it all down, offer all that I am, but I sense you telling me to pick it up again, … Continue reading Destination
Is it the colors or clouds or water that draws me here? I think it is losing all I think I know in exchange for the Great Unknown eliminating my fears. When it all builds up, I flee to the sea to speak to Almighty Majesty and offer it up, the waves like His reach, … Continue reading Fleeing to the Sea
Paths cross. Some, like I, believe for reasons. I get disheartened when the trail diverges and someone again leaves me, but even in that, as I take more steps into the great unknown, I know so many are not supposed to walk with us all the way home. You came along and were … Continue reading Alongside Me So Faithfully
I will never tire of morning birdsong, the daily rising of the sun, the ways the rays beam between trees, the clouds that form in such artistry, the freedom flaunted in wildflowers, all the colors of twilight hours, the breezes that rouse my desires, the stars that kindle my dreams afire, for as long as … Continue reading I Will Never Tire
In this early dawn, I let the stillness be, observe the lightening of dark transforming gradually, so subtly, yet the colors awakening are so softly profound, the beauty almost too much to behold with the eye, so the heart and soul absorb the excess, the spilling over, and preserve it as a natural resource to … Continue reading This Sunrise
Sunrise kisses brushed upon eyelids, Quenching drops nourishing, renewing, the spirit, Velvet petals caressing the flesh, erasing false perfections, inner seeds in ecstasy sacrificially spilling, Breezes always joyfully willing to carefully carry the heart's deepest wishes, Lonely floating feathered silhouettes receiving comforting sunset ripples, Faithful mutually blooming companion, a bud always returning, Upon a pure … Continue reading This Is
