luxuries

 In the quiet 

Of this early morning 

Feeling peace

The fan

Going round

Is not

To be taken

For granted again

Staring upward

Grateful 

Because

Simple pleasures

Have become

True luxuries

stud

 Listening to church this morning I heard something that’s shaken my soul. God doesn’t change our circumstances. We change amidst them. I’ve never heard something so simple, yet for me so truthful. In seven days, God in His glory upended my worldview. Upended everything I believed. 

Torn down

To studs

And shown

Love

That comes

When searching 

Is too tiring

Your work

Begins

When I

Stop seeking

Love yourself and one another

burberry

 In the cool 

Breezes 

My soul reclines

In sweet 

Soliloquies 

Burberry trench

Hunter boots

And leaves

Changing to 

Hues of orange

And bright reds

Bring to mind

Memories

Of a New England

Escape 

Full of coffee

And cannolis 

Moi

 Things are returning to normal here. What has not returned to normal is me. Therapy is ongoing, but folks, it takes time. I don’t know what is happening, but I’m coming up for air slowly. Gratitude and grief mix in a beautiful serenade. I hardened my heart, but it’s being softened again. Just because the world is cruel or unfair doesn’t give me permission to do the same. As one of you had to remind me, I no longer hide my pain, but others do by projecting joy to the outside world. And that is their choice. 

On behalf of myself, I thank you for being a sounding board. A safe place. The true measure of wealth is receiving love when nothing of value can be returned. 

I will recover. It’s just not on my timetable. I love you. 

unknown

The unknown

Where I reside

Is not a place

To fear

But find strength 

Within the confines

Of my knowledge 

Love

Where it starts

Growing in

Tough conditions 

And refined

In fiery reminders

le mains

 In the woods

Dodging leaves

Branches

And limbs

Reminded

Of fragility

In strength 

Brutality

Followed

By eery calm

The roar

Of force

Is quieted

By the word

Commanding presence

In distress

Even more so 

In peaceful silence

Surrendering 

Humbling

Humanity

With each 

Sway of

Upward held

Hands

wholly

 Lord

Restore

This vessel

As fit

For the Kingdom’s

Holiness

And reverent

Adoration

Make me

Worthy

Of the calling

Yours

Yours

To declare

Fully and

Wholly