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June Poems
Today is the first day of summer, the summer solstice, the longest day of the year. Because summer is so short here in the Midwest, and gray clouds hang gloomily for much of the year, the blue skies and bright sun are a welcome sight. The earth is alive and bursting...
Summer Reflection #4: Tomorrow’s Sun
God has promises not only for our lives today, but also for our future. Today may be dark and uncertain, but we do have hope for something beautiful. Some (or perhaps much) of that future goodness may only be known and understood on the other side of this earth. In...
Summer Reflection #3: In the Middle
It feels like the middle here. This is where we have to choose, while here in this middle ground. The "middle" can possess some negative connotations: "Don't get caught in the middle...The middle child..." It's like sitting on the fence. Earth feels like that place,...
Yesterday’s Moon
I saw my neighbor outside last night with her dog, so I walked over to say hi. Her dog is a Corgi named Ferris (after Ferris Bueller), but he is also named after the scientific term for Iron (Fe), because Ferris is a little bit reddish (and my neighbor...
Summer Reflection #2
Faithfulness in writing brings a fruit, a knowing, a kind of reward. Writing is a cycle, with phases, just like the moon. There are times of darkness and times of illumination. The moon has no light of its own. It reflects the light of the sun. On our own, we...
To Walk is to Gather Treasure
"Caminar es atesorar" "To walk is to gather treasure" - Spanish Proverb What treasures have you gathered today? * *
Summer Reflection #1
I was awake early enough to hear the first birdsong of the day. I looked out the window in the moments between night and dawn, into a silver blue mist floating in the almost-darkness. I am continuously amazed that green grass and flowers do grow after winter. I don't...
A Flower’s Gospel
As blades shoot upward Break through the dirt It can hurt, you know Perhaps they are Oblivious to pain Or perhaps they endure This birth This purpose This emergence This existence For simply A few sunrises A few sunsets And some rain and sun In the in-between When...
Whirlwind
Should it be ice-cold and windy in May? I heard a lone, sustained shriek ripping through the dark late one evening. That certainly didn't feel quiet and unobtrusive, like this: My busiest week in May is still going on. Her sophomore year of college has come to...
A Spring Day
Beautiful and soft breezes abounded yesterday, and there was no other choice but to be outdoors wrapped in those very warm wafts of mild air. I pulled out dozens of alien beasts (invasive weeds) from the flower garden in the front yard. Some strange sort of plant that...
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