What Crosses My Mind

  • Watching The Sunrise

    Simple really. Nothing complicated about watching its spectacular image rising over the horizon. Makes you wonder for a moment, just a thought, how small we really are, and how magical is the sunlight on a summer’s day. Watching the stars overnight and falling asleep in the sky, a peek of morning sunshine, lights up the…

  • For If You Did

    Would mean a sunrise might have pointed reason to exist. Rather than simply light the sky could there be an offering. Let me show you the way for dark shadows led astray.

  • Sunsets Will Remain

    While monsters in our midst, shed sallow contraband upon our mind, when gathering upon the storm, seeking shelter beyond the norm, there is that constant we might recall, a certain Grace in common language. for everyone is given cause to learn, in struggle, sunsets will remain.   We fight the crazies by instinct we know,…

  • Silent Sound

    Generations in the still of my mind, refrigerator engines, the dusty kick of a furnace, signs of the fall, the beginning, when we with shadowed wing seek refuge from daylight’s demand, oh to shelter my reality, another brief respite, yet knowing steady whir distant ticking clock, steady sound settle slow, we know it will return all…

  • Coffee Peace

    Outside the wind is sound the sign of an autumn sunrise gray clouds heavy winter’s grasp on reality hot coffee in hand, soothe my anxiety, my refuge from the cold, a suitable blend in a cup.

  • Once A Day

    On a clear evening, I did see you, stellar and large in your elegance, a natural form of my humility, glancing my way, holding court with the world beyond my eyes. Once when with pure energy, your flash of brilliance, spoke to the water, trails illuminating a path toward eternity. I will seek that trail…

  • Sun Streaked Sky on Easter Morning

    We watched the sunrise on Easter morning. Crystal clear, God cast hands across the sky, lifted clouds; memory of shadowing ills,  sweet brilliance to enhance our why … When last night our energy seemed quite low we soon might now in the passing of hours resolve eternal the fears we all know. Distant the annals…