Monday, August 6, 2018

Spring Came



Spring came
as they said it would.
Out of the ashes
out of the dust
out of the air.

Scars remained
and landscapes changed,
people left
and greed bit back
as nighttime laid heavy
on the hearts of those who lost.

Spring came
and branches
burst forth their blooms.
Days got longer
and bird songs filled the air.
Spring came
with the anticipation
of the bite of the first garden

as if through it all
something there is
that always
stays the same.

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

We Rise



The light of day 
is growing longer—
a glimmer of hope
escaping the midnight sky.
This year
where thousands of dreams have perished,
hundreds of eternities have come alive.

The path is clear.
We rise again 
out of the rubble of the heart.
Verses are spoken
visions are shared
candles lit
prayers said

as we walk toward the promises
of a new year.