Poem – Waking

Shabbat Shalom! New Day New Trial Same Pain Thankful Expectant Calm Nervous. What will it bring? Will the enemy fall today? Will I have victory? So many questions… Lord, I am thankful Lord, I am hopeful Lord, my faith needs more faith Lord, You are in control. New Day New Promise New Hope Shine YourContinue reading “Poem – Waking”

Falling From Great Heights

When we fall, we think that we have come from some great heights. If we look more closely, we’ve merely been shed of what was an unsustainable moment in time. We cannot push to make good things last forever. Sometimes all we really need to do is let go, let God, and move on toContinue reading “Falling From Great Heights”

A Clear Conscience

I can’t quite believe Be it luck or be it fortune No matter how it begins It always ends the same. Ethics wins out over any profit There is no gain in a corrupted conscience Pure art is healing for the soul As anointing with oil for a cause.

The Mystery

Once thought so clear It seemed so straightforward If only I walked the path There would be no trouble, no pain. I’ve walked the path Pain and Trouble Abound Conflict raises its hand War is unavoidable to keep walking the same road. What once seemed so clear Now appears so muddled What once was soContinue reading “The Mystery”

Jungle Confusion

Lost in a Jungle of Confusion Post Traumatic Stress Is it family or country? What if all I suffer is not truly my own? Like a canary in a cave We experience the sins of our environment. Lost in a Jungle of Confusion Who really knows the way? Is there really a way? Deep DarkContinue reading “Jungle Confusion”

Once Upon A Time

Once Upon a Time You were Alive You were a Dream You were Reality. But now, You are a foregone memory A moment in history A picture stuck in time. Maybe it’s time to remember And a time to move on A time to cry for what’s been lost And a time to hope forContinue reading “Once Upon A Time”

Locked Up and Locked Out

Locked Up and Locked Out Off Limits to those not in the “In” Emotionally Abandoned Physically Imprisoned. Where is the freedom of this? Home of the Imprisoned Our Vision Blurred Our Dream Crushed Only available to those who’ve stole it. Selfishness seemingly rewarded But Lifeless And never thriving, just simply dying.

First Hints of Fall

I can hardly believe it, but after a long summer of smoke in the west, the beginnings of colors in the trees are hinting at the arrival of Fall.

Humble Beginnings

Writing very plainly, this little beast I’ve name “The Blue Streak” is what powers me around to the beautiful and wonderful places that have taken my breath away and inspire me to share my heart with you. Today I am thankful for what I have and the little things that move our dreams forward. Shalom.