As We

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What brings you peace?

The weather has been demented lately, here. I’m thankful for the first, second, and third responders who save others, clean up, and bring peace again.

This may be our last near-miss
Last squall before our storm
Whether strangled at our roots
By lightning we were born

It matters not as we clean up
Slide on our better shoes
Clear the look of fear from here
We shine now, for, we choose!

Call upon the team who cares
Calculate the pass
Wake up from the half-sleep dream
We’ve graduated class

Not Our Own: A Haiku

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What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?

The most important thing I must always remember to pick back up again and again and carry with me at all times is humility before God and obedience to Him.

Humans, we…loved eternally and unconditionally by God.
And, too, fallen — susceptible to being blinded by our own understandings and to being deceived by external forces.
By God’s grace, we dwell in the “safe-zone” when we commit to continually praying that only His will be done (i.e., whatever HE knows is correct). We are ALWAYS able to pray that prayer, even if we have to whisper it out through clenched teeth or tears. He is always able to honor that prayer. Psalm 72:11 reminds us that we can submit to Him through our prayers, thoughts, words, and actions — whether that be now, or eventually: “Yes, all kings shall bow down before Him….”

“Not Our Own: A Haiku”

Lesser-rulers, all
Stand under God’s loving eye
Yea, we will bow down

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com;
outside of Denali National Park, Alaska

Briefed

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Describe your life in an alternate universe.

An “alternate” universe does not exist — except temporarily in this Universe from time to time. But, the proper perspective means life goes on.

This vision — a curse?
No, no, not a curse!
We’re blessed to see the silhouettes

These Moments in Time
Briefed Moments in Time
Just snapshots of Heaven at best

Let our aging eyes see the truth, where it lies
Let the lies leave our eyes not distressed

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae; FieryPhotography.com

All Along

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He was gonna take
The red ribbon from your hair
The blue ribbon from your heart
He looked himself straight in the whites of his own eyes
And decided he could

Should

For hadn’t he worked hard
Hadn’t some sacred text, garbled
Some silence, repeated
Ruled him worthy
Ruled you less than

Stable Gardener

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If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?

I’m not sure >where< I’d go, were I to win two free plane tickets, but I’d damn sure go.

What God has gifted, humans cannot steal or tear down, try as they do….

This is your offering
The best of things!
Yes — I expect it of you

Walking in motherlands
This never ends
Neighborhoods both old and new

Eyes up and chin up
One foot, then next
Always that strength of sinew

Breathiest lungs
Dancing neurons
Child, this, your legacy, too

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae, FieryPhotography.com

Time-taught

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Sit
Stay
Fight out a battle no one ever wins
Lose young years you’ll not get back

Give
Grovel
Hope the other’s heart will hear
Find months of lessons learned

Be
Banter
Bargain — if you must — but make joy
Allow these precious days

Explicable

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What bothers you and why?

Unkindness is always bothersome, even to the unkind one, I think.

When your soft
Your striving and your stumbling and falling, but not failing
Meets the jagged, sharp, and stinking
The clash!

The asking why
The dark and many trumpets seem cued for some inevitable
Yet, you walk…again
Knowing why

Staggered breathing
Alive
Eyeballs, shell-shocked, know to look to the light
Still compass-marked to truth

Photo Credit: Lisa Mae; FieryPhotography.com

Who: A Haiku

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If you could host a dinner and anyone you invite was sure to come, who would you invite?

I only care for working dinners — principled matters that need handling are discussed…time and timing is of the essence. My invitee list would be broad and mighty.

Handsomest people

They talk while walking forward

They’ve their sleeves rolled-up