Even song…..

Even when the night dances so dark on your mind that your peace splinters tears, when life feels over-budget and over-drawn but under-spent; in the ache and stall and prickle and the fear that can sit so heavy on a belly that you freeze clear through to your spine, even then it is there, rumbling…

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Riverly resting along…..

I lay awake and watch the stars dip low and call me out onto the porch where I lay down my resolve to sleep so early that the moon hides still behind the house, the bright quiet of her shine crisping the only edges of the yard and dusting the treetops with silver. I wish…

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From the loving tree…..

Morning breaks through branches scratching words across the sky and I draw back sometimes like a stranger to love because I’ve taken on some lies that sting and shame and so I look down and miss the affectionate twinkle in the only eyes who get to tell me who I am. But when I listen…

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To leave behind a well-worn life…..

I want to live my life – the whole messy thing – live all the in-betweens and almosts and dark corners. To live even when I’m spooked and my living starts to freeze up, when I’d rather go sleepy or let a blue day swallow me down. I want to live above the ground for…

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blossom song…

There’s a river of glad in these petals, deep veins of song, and I’m rich because of their music, how they swirl their poetry generous over my eyes till my spirit is humming along about how sweet the way of seasons, of sunshine and shadow, and their joy invites me lean in close and listen…

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