How does my cat think? What reinventions flow breezily, whimsies of surprise whereupon all objects are to be gravitated down and all paper torn and chewed. Upon early morning a resonant crashing lamp is normal. Upon scroll or text expected is push against furred paw. Feeding time is a wakeup call, acupuncture back treatment. Rubbed obstacle course is not-tripped water bowl. Open windows are gravity sunlight perking ears and eye witnessed excited, expectant, before-pounce silence.
Your roots Your roots bursting into my heart, burbling brook of warm ocean currents — You grow on my heart and into my breath, spirit that like static electricity like magnetic biochemical marriage our two worlds, feverish honeyed skin on my hungering massaging fingers the time couldn’t be anywhere but this — there is no more no less 100%…
your laughter aflutter like crisp salt sea spray aglow skin of toffee nut — scent of vanilla, of freshly printed books matt finished, small press, delicate edges like the opening of my heart — though it slowly opened more — my lips yearning taste of coconut dances on the drive to wineries, beat moving us, undeniable, sway with me stay with me light that draws me into you sun your world’s (a starry passion-flame world’s) gravity
A Joy of God’s Grace Given
When words can’t describe, Tears of joy Research history of everything! Feel like the world is opened up Like a door opened, seen the first time, The entirety of the world open before me Before us A horizon of possible Stretching without end That out days would ever reach out that far Open Upon my trembling heart strings A fragile passion that cannot be contained My cup overflows And I feel creation A joy of God’s desiring Of fulfilling God’s will Of a moment of Grace
Why Love Is Beyond
Gospel of John Chapter 21, versus 15 to 19…in which Jesus asked Peter to feed His sheep…again…and again… Are Words in which I find meaning, embracing my step of existence, open to the growth that challenges will be ahead, with our mutual mortal step numbered and precious that I do…
Soft Morning Breaks
Sun shines through our small humble balcony on an affectionate tuxedo cat as she glows, looking at me. These gentle moments remind me of the beautiful gift of existing that I should not take for granted. Deadlines and to-do lists…I must make peace with this worldly metropolitan trend. Before I fill up the time to enjoy life. Yes, I do find a need to complete things I start. Starting too many “extras” is the problem.
Walking in the dark
Once upon a time there was a sad, beautiful romantic looking for a soul mate. For most of his life he had been walking in the dark. He would take steps, and from time to time he would bump into things. He thought he knew where everything was. He thought…
A Map to Life
I am blessed to live a beautiful humble life, but I didn’t always think so. God gives each of us a journey. That is our gift here of life, to use in this imperfect world of free choice, to discover what choices are truly worth making. The choice worth making…
Perspective and Success
We wander wearily through some of our moments, wondering where we are going… but then there are those places we reach where the sky and sea open up with possibilities stretching farther than sight can reach. God has us like that. Where we are filled so much with love that…