Hour 06 – Haibun

The Beauty of the Bonsai Family trees may bear much fruit yet some branches never get to grow. We must face occasionally the mortality of youth. The loss scars bark and molds form. We cherish every leaf and find the blooming flowers still as sweet,…

“Evolution has no place in Christianity”

“Evolution has no place in Christianity.” Oh how many times I’ve had that said to me! But here’s the thing, stick around, you’ll see– I’m living proof they coexist even inside a single being. Evolution doesn’t just mean dinosaurs, or 65 million billion years, or…

Swing Song: a haibun

As a girl, young, bordering on naïve, I had a tree swing. My stepfather climbed the backyard tree to tie the ropes with hands that were accustomed to being fists. Hour upon hour I sat in the swing listening to the ropes creak and the…

How Many Times Can You Steal The Same Land?

How many times can you steal the same land? Move our people from their homes and use our names for your brands? What is our  return on “your” investment? Money in your pockets and sickness in our hearts? What is our  return on “your” investment? Money in…

Mother #1

  The prayers are sound, everyone whispers the word of god. Whispers fade short stares take the place, Gasping for air, no one dares to take her breath Silence is sound and all around eyes witnessed Eyes glistened, Still. Daughters and daughters and daughters with…

Trailing Stars

Trailing stars, shower me in your celestial dust. Let me shimmer with pulsing light from galaxies afar. Moon, kiss my skin alabaster white. Divine set me free from gravity, let me fly into the depths of creation. I will search orbs of light, orbs of…

Void

I dream of you, your caress like the velvet touch of creation’s light. I do not know your face, nor your name… yet I feel you across the great expanse.  Your silence is the deafening void before the dawn, the sweet nectar of night soothes…

On thinking

When you can’t think of what to write, just think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think think…

Looking in the Dark

Sometimes looking in the dark, A doubt occurs in the heart. Will this happen? Am I ready? Do i deserve it?   Sometimes while looking at the night sky I dream about spreading my wings to fly again a voice whispers in the ear Will…

Whole Once More

You are not invisible, though you walk in the shadows of this world. You are not alone, though you journey on your own. The heaviness in your heart is a fettered weight, anchored to the sorrows of the past and the unknowns of the future….

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