Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Drive to Work
Ruby colored clouds moved in confidence as they brewed up a storm and had their say. The sun that morning was a deep orange pearl, radiantly warning with its amazing beauty. Silver-laced lines with orange reflections moved in waves across the corporate ponds. Gold-tinted light pierced my rearview...
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Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Clarity
Clarity, the bird with a broken wing fluttering in a puddle of oil and water. Compassion, the child who picks it up, wrapping it in a jacket on his way to school. Tracing circles about a playground, jungle gym kids watch the boy and little bird, mock him for being a sissy and not killing it like...
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Monday, May 12, 2008
Before the World Awakens
I’m often up before the sun applauds. Flowers still tight in secret thought. Locusts quiet on the clear stage. The only voice I hear now is one whose power fills the waterfall spills; grooms the clouds in images of angels and dinosaurs for later, when children will lay on their backs and point in...
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Sunday, May 11, 2008
Earth’s Treasure
Intricate patterns of light kiss the water. Sun and wind determine the dance. Our toes in the sand, pens in hand, slice of life lines leave their own imprints and reflections. We are finally in the tomorrow we painted and poemed, with its islands and roads to small port towns and rain forest cafes....
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Saturday, May 10, 2008
Smoothing
I embrace the morning air, the psalms of birds mixed with praises of light wind. Slow morning, sweet-scented air, the promise of a day filled with art, music and poetry. The promise of a lifetime where understanding is the river sparkling in pastel light, the current of beauty flowing by; the grace...
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Friday, May 9, 2008
Blossom
In the arid light of day, before noon, parched silence breaks ground. Once vapid and lacking in life, moisture and life sprout between the cracks. Spirit, like released light from a pitcher is poured on me. I find bloom from within. Nothing can hold back the blossom cultivated by the Kingdom of God...
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Thursday, May 8, 2008
Cicada Mornings
The early spilling of morning brings vibrations. Cicada songs, nature’s coffee perking wakes the sleeping chipmunks. The slanted light bathes my sweet gum tree. A squirrel digs in my petunia pot for a forgotten promise. I sit looking at all things green, knowing life stirs under every blade of...
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Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Foliage
Inside the hollow of the forest where light takes on tint of shadow buds and muted sunrise, You are there. You are the thought I take everywhere like the skin that wraps me. You are like the winged buoyancy of One never seen before; the unexpected Reflection that unearths me; I realize there is no...
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Wind
Breath of God swooping through cleaning away, removing the dross. Nothing stands but that which is firmly rooted. Everything else in panic, chaos, trying to escape the coming force that pulls in swift determination. False gods fall and crack, their power lines can’t hold. Plastic tables overturn,...
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Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Valley of Lavender
I find myself in the valley of lavender, staring at a pale moon, sad blue fragrant light tries to lift the clouds above sailboats lodged and deserted against a rocky shoreline. I cannot see above the darkest mountain before me for I am in this valley of purple clusters, where prayers groaned...
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