A Vine

What is a branch without a leaf,a lovely, lush, living gem of green?Where does the vine first connectbeneath the dark, deep, dim earth?When does the branch give birthto tender bud, to juicy fruit, to life?Why does the branch bare badly;it has dried and is no longer rooted. Without sturdy roots,a branch becomes just tinder; embersContinue reading “A Vine”

Easter Morning: a Resurrection

Months have passed like dawn and dusk,the year the world was unable to join to celebrate an event which changed history; not just history but one’s eternity. As morning sun rises in warm eastern sky,bird songs echo in the budding woodland,the air is vibrant with life as if a new bornhas been birthed; but it’sContinue reading “Easter Morning: a Resurrection”

Listening

We just muddle throughsince some roads have no escape; to which two eyes learn. Hidden deep within the underbrush two ears and one tail steadily staresstudying its options for quick escape. Buried deep down within the heart,too tall a tale privately told forlearning of lessons with laughter. Concealed deep, an earthly secretto which we’re drawn listeningContinue reading “Listening”