This Haiku: And Parts The Sea

My heart battles back
Moments that sing out: “Fear This!”
Then God takes the mike

This Haiku: You Were Real Then

I failed to answer
When I was quizzed about you
In a recent dream

If asked now, I’d cry:
“You’re posing the wrong question.
He’s always showed up.”

Praise You, that You placed
the Sun in our souls, and too
-the stars in our eyes.

Did the trumpet sound?
Tho’ I may not feel your depths,
I’m drenched in your paint.

This soul knows The One

who stared deep at Summer’s heat

then whispered in June

Days spent in the clouds
Searching high and wide and far
I’ll check the window

I study this shell;
temple that it is. May I
see sufficiency.

Shall we, pens in hand,

noting last night’s dreams and such,

post them with the mail?

Anger at the dark
Or sweet freedom in Your light
Nice I have a choice

We sat together
and learned more of the light. I
looked at you and smiled.