A Prayer for Vision

I see the diamonds shine, the high and sparkling shrine my reputation might have had, the feast of bread and wine, the throne that could be mine, but You have said my eyes are bad. You know that I see gold where finest dirt is sold, and castles where mere ashes lie, and feasts instead […]

On a February Day

Spring Time loves the South and cannot stay away. He notes how winter hesitates before the hills that rise gently into mountains, garbed deciduously grey, where branches made to be adorned—by leaves or snowflakes one— In breezes neither warm nor cold, can only sadly sway. As winter frets to stain her white, majestic dress on […]

For the Would-Be Novelist

(in hopes that he would finish his novel that I would really, really, REALLY like to read) 🙂 If all the stories ever told could fly, they’d rise like dazzling dragons through the air to breathe their flames like colors everywhere and make a moving canvas of the sky. We’d catch them one by one […]

When Friendships Die

When friendships die, we bury them. We carry them gently to the valley and lay them in the dirt. We raise a memorial stone and groan as daylight fades and we leave the grave alone. But we come back now and then to track again the happy days on ways that will not cross again, […]

He Restores My Soul

Like a fortress, rock strong, after long days of war, like the glow of the fire warming feet on the floor, like a hot cup of tea after cold and the rain, like the silence of night after day’s noisy strain— He refreshes my soul when at last we’re alone, and I can’t help but […]

Doubt

When doubt feigns discernment, he dons his holy robes and steps into your path, politely urging you to reconsider things. And if you don’t catch him, he’ll debate forever the validity of the road you think to take while you forget to walk at all.

The Ilakoman Vale

Beware the Ilakoman Vale. There’s something in the waters there— As sweet as honey, strong as ale— That clasps our souls, enchanted there. Beware the Ilakoman Vale. Beneath Beluren’s crowning peak In fields where wilder-poppies grow, They say one hears the valley speak just where the ancient waters flow— Beneath Beluren’s crowning peak. Come […]

On Changing Minds

False virtue boasts undying constancy, entrenching roots in soil she did not test. She lifts her shield against the burning sun and shoots her views like arrows from behind the walls that stand against all diff’ring thought. But were not minds designed to grow like trees? To stand as strengthened by the light of truth? […]

Justified

Your grace Fell like snowflakes On my dirty heart. Now, as if covered in snow, My heart Is white and clean.

A Good Conversation

The softened light that spills into the air, The scent of coffee rising from your cup Will fade away as we unlock our minds To roam together in the air between— Invisible until our thoughts emerge Like building stones upon each other laid. We watch the walls jump up to greet the sky. We run […]

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