Too many nights
Tonight finally was
Begging God
Which He warns us against
But He loves you, so
Just this one last time….
Bring him back
I love him unending
Bid him tell me why
I was not worth a goodbye
The mirror becomes exhausted seeing your broken heartedness
605 nights
You finally break your own heart enough to tell yourself
I love you, Lisa
Say that instead
Such words do not feel so difficult or surprising afterall
And you believe it
Burning Bush Moments
God gives one to each of us
Let’s take off our shoes

There, in Garden Earth,
she’s worthy. Whether he sees,
ought not concern her.
Original Thought Credit: “…and your desire shall be for your husband, and he shall rule over you.” -Genesis 3:16
Certain and truthful
Your divine self
Not a deity
But still so damn divine
Super and powerful
And superpower filled
Finally and fiercely
Shall step in
Save the day and declare
You’re an unwounded warrior
Don’t you know?
“I feel a small fire….”
She says, in sing-song slang.
God knows, she’s afire.
Good God — that snowflake!
There upon her eyelashes
I must kiss it off….
I did walk
Unknowingly
Into some feud
With a self-appointed lord
Who fought to the edge of reason
Against me
What false fealty, he
Who sought no reason to fight
For me
With then, my One, True Lord
Into some grace
Finally
I did walk
Free, we
Aren’t we?
And we’ll not forget
Earthbound
Heaven-bound!
And loved nonetheless
What do you do with the gifts I give you
The blue flags and the cardinal view? 
Do you heal, whilst you love
Do you leave legacy?
Do you fly
Do you let Me guide you?
What do you do with the Fall Equinox
The waned moon and the amber days too?
Do you stir, undeterred
Do you walk with purpose?
Do you rise
Do you see My True Hue?
I have a loved one who introduced me to Jesus when I was 19. Where would I be without that fact, I shudder to think. If you know and love and have faith in the God of the Bible, the Creator of the Universe, I’m asking…please pray for the person God put in my path all those years ago.
I often do a prayer-filled writing meditation where I sit down and without a goal, simply watch and listen to what God literally sets in front of me. Today it was all of these things:
•lavender from my garden
•my son’s school notebook and science book
•the blue prayer flags in my window
•a cardinal landing in the tree inches in front of my face
•golden tall grasses around the edge of my yard
And then, God asked me to ask all of us this: What do you *do*with it all?
Be that lightning bolt
God may damn a lesser volt
Come out from the cloud