Hidden

Maybe there’s something poetic about hiding in plain sight. Or maybe it’s weakness. Or maybe it’s strength to stay composed while the world crumbles and stirs around you. Maybe it’s survival. Maybe it’s faith. Maybe I’m not hiding at all! maybe I’m standing. “Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.” Job 13:15

Thunder

I was a human once. I lived, I breathed, I knew who I was. It was somewhere between where husband number one left me a puddle on the floor and husband number two decided I wasn't enough. Maybe I'm not. Maybe they're not. I'm not qualified to say. Tonight, I'm thinking I am beyond expectations … Continue reading Thunder

The Light

When the light turns on, the darkness becomes inconsequential. The glory appears in the brilliance of the light. It's all in your perspective. I confess, I've been lost in the shadows for awhile. I can't explain why I let the light hide. I can't explain why I couldn't find it, but I lost track of … Continue reading The Light

Light

Light, flooding in like waves of brightness exposing, revealing all my doubts, all my fears The ones I never realize I have until I'm paralyzed Then I'm caught in the aftermath, thankful for the wreckage, wondering when I looked away in the first place. So I wait silently as the light travels, Moves through me … Continue reading Light

Sunset

What do you even call the color where all the shades & hues of the spectrum collide and meet  in the middle of the sunset? It corresponds with the nature of soul and spirit itself, a mixed kaleidoscope of beauty; inspiring, inviting, connecting to the core of me. It slides and fades; brightens and deepens … Continue reading Sunset