Up. Rise.

Cracked open good, this needed break.At first, we run but can’t escape.Beautiful truth pours down like lightfilters through clouds, brings clear sight. Heaven breaks through sky to the earth,a slow, steady illumination…I was wrong!I could not see… until God in His goodnesswashed over me. Beyond the rage, and hate- outside the cage,I contemplate the waysContinue reading “Up. Rise.”

Accumulation

Stirring the soup of this so-called life, seasons swirl in my mind,
glimpses of who I have been, swimming in my consciousness
stirring within a stew of questions, tiny bits bubbling up
swirling in my brain’s broth, one question rising…
as the scales fall from my eyes-
who am I, now?

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A Note for National Poetry Month: Hello, and thank you for taking the time to read my poem today. I wrote this poem this morning, and it came to me, as words often do, as I sat down for some quiet time of reading, prayer and contemplation. Honestly this time is nothing fancy, or formal – I am just trying to listen for God in a noisy world, and allow Him to speak to my heart, first and foremost.