Who do you say that I am? The phrase hangs heavy in the air like Florida humidity stealing my breath on a summer day. Do you see me over the glimmer reflecting in your eyes? Trappings shine blinding, stealing the senses. Am I enough? Thunder roars from clouds opening. Light splits earth and air. You … Continue reading What’s in a Name?
Long days roll in like floods and wear at the workings of the soul. The heart aches at absence. The mind picks and claws for meaning. I wait for you. You don't see me anymore behind the other things that draw your gaze. I am lost to whisper I will not allow silence to steal … Continue reading On Days When I Feel Alone