August 29, 2018

Another carelessly, carefully hidden mess has spilled out onto the floor

And it's a pain I have never felt before 

Your pain I have never felt before

I shudder at the thought of the moment when innocence broke

When it turned inside-out at the blasphemous words the one you...

August 24, 2018

All the page corners you folded

All the little wonders you showed me

Sterile halls and careless over-sedation

Eyes glazed from too much medication

Peace in the mystery

and the litany of history

Gentle blue eyes and the wildfire in your mind

Healing wounds that are itchy and p...

August 19, 2018

The wounded world creaks 

under the weight of 7 billion bruised hearts.

How many trips around the sun until they find their rest? 

How many sleeps jostled awake until they look up?

The Unbridgeable Gap has been bridged.

 The Leap beckons.

Complete simplicity

at an infinite p...

August 18, 2018

Sometimes we hold on to hope with a white-knuckled grip as we wade through darkness with nothing else to hold. Sometimes our hands get tired and we lose our grip and hope slips out of our fragile fingers and tumbles to the floor. And sometimes our hope gets all mixed u...

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