What Crosses My Mind

  • That Life is Good

    When waking to the morning sun new breath to match quiet repose one might wonder if this hour begun could would help discover a suppose. ~ When tossing about the day’s activity can we see far enough ahead to prevent that sense of lost desire in proclivity that sort of burrowing down we lament. ~…

  • Dive Inside

    A rare moment, when able to slide in over the edge, to risk the familiar find waiting in the depths, a quiet reality. I once stood amidst the gravel and leaves, by myself, a solo moment without regard from any nearby influence, and it was there I should have remained.

  • Knowing Love

    We do wonder often whether the moment we glance in the eyes of another, if we can know real love. ~ So often the distractions of survival, allow us to forget about that real reality, our lives for the sake of others. ~ We make choices for ourselves, regardless of the many valuable lessons, the…

  • Cautious Eloquence

    Choose your words with care, recognize a world lies before us all, each one as wanton as the next for that valuable record. ~ I wonder if it is so chosen that we cross paths reasons ignite our ideals, suddenly words reign down, ~ eye contact becomes vague, our world’s collide, in the utterance of…

  • Deep Thinker

    Sometime, long ago while he was wishing for more, a word crossed his lexicon while a simple analogy the eccentricity of normalcy caused him a stir. Always the wish for routine, easy marks, a leisurely stroll through challenges, an alluring sanity, might bore some, but for this man, his desire to thrive got in the…

  • Knowing Outcomes

    What if, when we get there while we watch with eager anticipation, suddenly somewhere around our actuality comes screaming naturally realistic decisive storms correct my conclusive ambivalent apathy. Seeking nirvana now seems passe perhaps without regard for our own sanity … if.

  • If Not For That

    We wake to the morning asking for our soul, at least for a few hours, protect the innocent, that sort of thing that eats away, asks you with a constant urgency. Do you have to be that way, could you maybe perhaps try it another way. Does it always have to be, the way you…

  • Twilight’s Reckoning

    looked outside when the skies cleared was wondering if I might see what I was looking for today, if it might be any different distinguishing another day, another time perhaps, when my purpose stood before me. When you spend some time looking at the starlit sky, waiting for the fall, can’t help realize there’s far…

  • His Different Plan

    I was told once that He has a different plan, since it involved me, I wondered how knowing it is up to me what method what sort of ideal how might I decide this new plan to be the correct one. We all live our lives in a sheltered, mechanical buffer, one that if needed…

  • Distance Learning

    I went away for awhile, at least, left pages and pages of words behind, walked back into the real world, that place when in the present, often leaves me, silly I suppose, afraid of my many shadows. I found I missed my shelter, feeling exposed, subject to an enlightenment far more real, than perhaps certain…