Dragging feet Watch your step Now This is character Building Roll out of the clouds Harness the sun Learning from the past Recovery from the Glass Flash Coolness Like Daniel Day by day Forming for the Greater good A legacy in Building time Unstraight Paths Benevolence We shall let our Light Shine so Shine for…

Take that piece and handle it- Do that thing And smash it, Welcome that light! Revel in it- Survivors into thrivers: Aba KA dab bra Boom time is here- Open that door Transverse that landscape, Grit those teeth Get it done- We all wait for the prodigal daughter To come home We set the table…

It’s tricky Aspiring to be of service, How do you know? How do you really know Where your heart is And who is driving the bus? How can we, you, trust The one Who so badly Wanted to be the first To cross the finish line Who craved a smile, a touch, a kind word…

We took my sister home today her husband and I. We took her home bone bits and ashes in a brown box and a blue velvet bag I carried her on my lap my arms around the blue velvet bag the brown box and I imagined As I held her that I warmed the bone…

Touching Your lips the first time, I heard stars Knocking against the roof; Each calling out its name, Begging to be let in; Crying that “tender” was a word They made for you.

She hears the Coyote Howling It howls at the Moon She spins Turning slowly Slowing gaining Velocity She spins Into another time Body mutating A little super girl Wonder Woman Underoos I see you Rope in Flames Love is fragrant It reaches in Deep Seeds are planted Always say Where you are Love and mercy…

I know my own breath is the wind; Coming and going In and out, returning. I know my breath as God, as source, as spirit, as Ruach. Coming and going, In and out, returning Never coming to me void ( But from, the void ) Where all is; And always will be. And this Takes…

I step out side in the evening air, look up into the sky and I see what’s there . Little shooting stars flying around, an almost full moon And quiet around. I set my intentions, and wish to share. It’s a nest yes I get lonely up here. I remain patient, I reman strong ,…

It holds an oak , maybe 75 years old , perfectly formed staid and uncensored A brown field that holds court to white tailed deer and Sand hill cranes But what brings life are the songbirds, I laugh at the bluejays , if I lay out raw peanuts , they are there in seconds –…

Sparking Words spill Drinking Soft sparkling champagne Silken Slipping into Soul fountain Pouring life Wisdom Holding One Yet To find Gold Within Choosing Vision Keeps me awake at night. Being brave Striking terror Fighting back Find the power Find the will Find thine own Saviour