Dreaming Tree

Dreaming tree

Tree of Life

Tree of Knowledge

Tree of Reminder

To never cease to dream,

To imagine,

To let God in

When feelings taunt

He is not present.

Dreams affirm He Is

Ever, forever, always . . .

Let Him in,

Let Him in.

Trust In Me

Tired, worn

Heart torn . . .

What do I do?

Nothing?  Really?

That's the answer?

I need more.

Nothing?  Why?

Answer!

Where are answers?

Where is peace?

Illusive joy?

~

All is joy

When with me

You rest and breathe,

Trust and follow.

Thinking ceases.

Knowing begins.

Trust and follow .  . .

Trust in Me.

Dear Mom

 My Mom at our wedding.  So beautiful!

Thinking you can endure

The impossible, you take your stand.

Brave?  Yes.  But, necessary?

When this moment begs more

Than a cursory format passed

Along to others.  We live

Within requirements given.

Have we not paid the price?

Are we not bereaved?

Are you not grieved?

"I cannot cry.  I just can't."

"Mom, please, let it out!"

With you, we are united,

One heart and soul and mind,

To claim the peace and glory

Of the Lord . . . He's there.

Grieve, cry, and mourn,

Then, celebrate the passing

Of the one you love,

The one God chose for you;

The one and only love

Your heart has ever known.

Coming Home

Coming home from the cabin,

Blessed cabin in the mountains

Where time stands still.

Nothing matters but being

In the moment.

Being.

Being. 

Being . . .

The journey home,

Where everything matters,

When doing demands the thoughts,

Forget not the cabin,

And, the promise

Of life and love

Everlasting.

The present is illusion.

The eternal lives

In the cabin.

The Maple Box

The ground prepared,

The entrance bared,

Maple box above.

Scriptures read.

Prayers said.

Maple box within.

Hands apace,

Dirt replaced.

Maple box concealed.

Tears and stories

Share the glory

Of a life well lived.

Noah's Prayer

Two by two, I walk the boards on our deck.

Two by two by two, then turn

And, retrace my steps, reversed, refined.

Wonder.  Will my heart learn?

Miracles, unexpected, shower blessings

Which eyes, alert, can glean, discern,

When open.  Captured by His holy presence, 

I realize grace I've never earned.

Two by two, I am on board your deck.

Sunshine Memories

Daddy, sing that song again,

When I was your sunshine only.

At six-years-old, I listen, rapt,

In love with your guitar, your voice.

I absorb who you are, 

Father, Daddy, precious Abba.

Sing the song again, Daddy!

Through memories, my heart can hear.