With lacquered twinkle of eyes
I dawn my passionate red robe
Barefoot in overgrown feelings
Hair down to erase what I face
Striking a pose for the camera
Full length anguish in my jest

A mist of morn poured golden fog
Over a sanctuary of autumn reds
A congregation of earth’s faithful
Gathering like children into a bed

The woods for fall to slumber upon

God has a great sense of humor. He gave us a reason to laugh, our humanity.

The face of fear is reflective; it can look back at you.

In a corner, in a hall
In a faintly lit museum
Hangs our yesterdays
For all the world to see them

Portraits of America
Red, white, and blue
Amber waves of gold
A worn pair of shoes

Nature’s bridge tangled free
Crossing into day’s majesty
A world’s vision in between
Need and what hearts glean
A school of fish into the sea
A flock of birds in rhapsody

Mountains’ blush
Rush of ecstasy
Hush of clouds
God’s symphony

A bronze brush
Gush of the sea
Lush of sunlight
Illuminating me

A rush of breath
Sun brushed hair
Hushing my spirit

In the company of God, I walk
In the company of God, I talk
With one foot on tomorrow
And one foot on today
I circle the horizon
To the dawning day
Holding family close
Holding friends dear

Listless, I float in warm waters
Surrendering to stillness, I lie
Summoning silence to stir me
Lift me above the constraints
Earth’s streaming of sorrows
Gentle rippling of conscience

Within an ocean’s depth
Clouds spill their hearts
Weeping skies breaking
A never-ending aching
Mourning life’s passing
As stillness settles fears
On the sands of desires

In the still hours of morn
I announce, “I am free!”
My eyes focus inside out
Sight migrates into nests
Strife stirring in passage
Hour glass turned upside
Subconscious swims into

The City of Bethlehem is aglow
Radiant white doves of peace
Descending into God’s people
For all prayers to be released
To stand at the foot of unrest
With white shawls of prayers

Orange foliage cascading on roads
Extinguishing summer’s passions
Fall winds rising with golden eyes
Inviting feet to kick up their heels
In leaves rising like embers of red

Total eclipse of the sun
Eye of the rushing sea
Hands of a loving God
Holding man’s destiny

A tempest of tongues
Plead for earth’s calm
Anointed peacemakers
Illuminate the psalms

In pools of God’s twinkling eyes
His stars overflow into streams
Falling gently to a Father’s lips
To savor His humanity’s dreams

Tasting the dreams He fashions

A light in Mother’s womb
Uncurls its hands to pray
A seedling of Divine Love
Summoning words to say

Like a garden in a window
Its seedlings are praying too
Reaching for God’s nutrients