She Really Is

She is not He
Nor an It or an If

She is Where It’s At, Has Always Been, and Forever More Will Be

Where If Goes To Become

She is Where He Needs To Be Attending To

She Really Is

She Is Peaches and Mittens
August Fire, Mountain Avalanche
She Is Baseball and Criminal

There’s no more Not Knowing Such Love

She Is Leading Me

Universe Orator

Space

The far out there we strive to delve into
The mired-down terra here we call home

Be brave, if you will

Act to master the wherefore
Despite arms never long enough
Lousy, camera-fumbling hands
Fingers that can’t match the shutter speed
To touch what the eyes so beautifully see
To hold that light reflecting
From the Universe Orator

Still, we of mortal’s strength
With small or great faith
Must reach celestial-ward
Look up
Cry out
Be healed

Original Thought Credit: “If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.”
-2 Chronicles 7:14

Avoidant

The usefulness of tears
Like goodtime words
During midnight promises
Overrated, I promise

Necessary, nonetheless
When human tendency
Atom energy
And Universe certainty

Collide

Naked Again

Join me in this journey back
Hike this grandest path
Yoke again the insight
Of all the universe

Nevermind the cancer
Of grasping and regret
Shame yourself no more
For yesterday was young

Recollect the way you walked
Tending garden business
Buffet again at tables
Filled with faithfulness

Be aware of why and how
To cultivate good truth
Never let the stranger speak
Of technicality