Poetry
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Life Song
I cannot live as if we are mere creatures, moving in amnesia, trying to recall who we are, searching outside of us for answers, in a world trying to blind us from what can never be truly hidden. Life beckons and greets us all over the earth, sweet life on the wind and in the… Continue reading
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Arrival (a prayer)
I’m trying to sink back in. Trying to connect. Trying to remember the bright shining light within igniting my soul and vision. Please, sweet Spirit, return to the forefront. Lead my steps, and let us dance to cleanse my mind and eyes. Let us soar to behold the wonder of creation. Let me return to… Continue reading
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Radiant
What humankind does for the sake of certainty. Dimming the Divine while trying to catch the light in a jar to name and sell. Shielding the eyes of children from the sun, so they will hunger for the goods. Gutting us of truth to chase ideas laced with charisma. Training our appetites to crave. What… Continue reading
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Impending Light
The ravaging of evil intent wraps around my limbs to pull me down and steal my life whenever God breathes upon me to rise. His mighty fire is alive and well, but the battle is fierce. The shadows still grip me and burrow ever deeper to avoid the light. They survive the reckoning of God’s… Continue reading
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War Wounds
I. My heart is a bruise, so charred and raw, you can’t see how black and blue it is underneath the burns. I don’t want to be touched, but it needs to be cleansed. There are claws in there, from shapeshifting creatures intent on doing harm. They look like love in a certain light, all… Continue reading
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Flow
Dropping in, getting real, what danger is there? If I connect to how I feel, I will be swallowed up! Feelings so big from the magnetism of momentum, rolling over myself so many times for the sake of perseverance that I am crushed underneath. And the cycle continues until I reach a cliff. What weight… Continue reading
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Replica
Mind spinning again, over nothing of consequence, or is it everything? Who can tell?Engine revving in my chest when I’m not built to run, but there is no more fuel. This should not be possible. I am an abominable machine, alive by supernatural means: a replica of the original man formed from clay by God’s… Continue reading
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The Purpose of Night
We, too, fall into the cracks of the earth as if to be swallowed and forgotten in an endless abyss. But you, God, raise us up out of the depths to transform us into something to be loved. Before your day of reckoning, when we meet you in the air, you change us. We die… Continue reading
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Gathered
This pollution in my body weakens my flesh each time I feed it. I try to starve it to remain upright but I fall again and again without the strength. I lean on my God, but sometimes, He lets me fall.Sometimes I don’t know why and I surrender. Sometimes, I don’t know why and I… Continue reading
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To Find Rest
Blessed are you, patient, unwavering God, faithful Creator of life and beauty, who brings forth all peace and restoration. Thank You for bringing us back into Your arms, over and over, when we stumble so easily and can’t seem to keep ourselves from falling. Sometimes, You lift us up to carry us, or to put… Continue reading
Season For God 