Our Rain: A Haiku

And no one was him
Tho’ I lived to ninety-nine
I recalled his hand

January 1, 2016: A Haiku

The girl must decide
Whether to remain grass-green
Or become star-bright

When, without aiming,
you still dare to spill your soul
-there goes white-hot grace.

Should shadows stop you
Tear down the looming dark door
Let light lead you forth

I’m stunned by the year
to come and all it has giv’n
and how much we danced.

We run the good race
And along the route we learn
To thirst for what’s right

You know you owe me
An amazingly awesome
Explanation God

I vow to wait for
the airy, broad strokes of you
as you’ve been set free.

Art credit: Tiger R., age 7

We will soon escape

I will take us home good book

And melt into you

Through well-rested eyes
May I see Truth in today
Despite the color