Survivor’s Prayer

If I am still alive when the bitter cloud passes, may I not I not be found stubbornly clinging to the storm because I’ve adapted myself to misery. Instead, may I celebrate in sunlight as I embrace the sparkling new day the sun reveals. Let me move forward to clean up the damage left by … More Survivor’s Prayer

Primrose Dream

Enchanted by a Primrose dream in June… A perfect dewy morn, Sun adorns! I awake by Meadowlark tune! No summer will I scorn! Take my hand old man, still a honeymoon… Our old love newly born, In every passing season and many a moon! Every wrinkle care-worn, My dear old man hold me and let’s spoon! … More Primrose Dream

At The Sound!

One ear is tuned to hear Heaven… Another ear is tuned to the ground. Living souls do hang in the balance! Eternal Breath in mortality is wound. Divinity’s spark as light in the mind! Illuminate hope, wisdom profound! Either to ignite or be extinguished… Lost souls all fall! Carnal moribound! Faith’s seed sprouts, grows…or dies… … More At The Sound!

The Choice

Jesus loves everyone yet, so few ever think to truly love Him in return. Most refuse to believe that such a man existed as the Son of God and the Son of Man. The idea seems impossible so, they downsize Jesus into a form they can relate to and understand. Prophet, teacher, a myth, philosophical … More The Choice

The Door to Joy

Near the end of a harshly-cold, long, black night, when the explosion comes and personal worlds come crashing down. Everything known shattered and scattered lying on hard-packed ground. These moments are Death but the victims are left breathing to suffer the carnage. Wait for the morning light! Every ray that glints from each broken shard … More The Door to Joy

Barren Cold Reckoning

I stand in the middle of a cold barren high desert. Winds of winter howling… Alone it seems, as I straining hear the silence exert, Power Divine! I’m cowling… In the Presence of this Holy sound my ideas dessert! All dreams flee with yowling! Whimper, return to netherworld; must die or convert! Ultimate Truth is … More Barren Cold Reckoning

Joyfully, I Fly Away!

Brrrr! Baby it is cold outside! The beauty of the snow-capped Rocky Mountains has a down side. How blessed this old bird is to fly south! I am trading these ice-bound mountains and bare grey branches in for the rainbow landscape with low mountains covered in green velvet found only in Arizona. I’m leaving snow … More Joyfully, I Fly Away!