i opened my window today. i breathed in fresh air, deep -- the mixture of light and pollen, aromatic herbs and peace, did, into my soul, seep i drew a flower today. well, most call it a weed. i put pen to mark its intricacies natural recursivity - compelling! and neat creativity, my soul … Continue reading today
In Big Sky Country, we met there And during our five weeks’ time, Our souls expanded freely to fill the open air. Together, on our first day, when it was just us Friendship formed quickly, for I knew your vibrance and enthusiasm for life was contagious. Your laughter never knew loneliness, as my … Continue reading Big Sky Country
Dad awoke to the sound of rustling as if fallen leaves were being trampled, as if a plastic bag of food was being picked at. Our invisible little friend was out for a midnight snack and got caught in the act The blaring alarm blasts Unnerving, shocked me to alert Unalarmed and now slightly … Continue reading Lake Powell
The sky Splotched like the back of a painted, wild mustang Harsh lands Juxtaposed by beauty untamed, Fierce, unashamed. Entrance into this new land was blinded by darkness of the night prior. Landscapes shaped by striped heights rise from distances near and far. Smoke stacks stand stubbornly, smoking. Arriving to the Navajo Tribal Park of … Continue reading Page, Arizona
Morning awoke though I was still in the midst of a dream. Brisk swaths of air buffeted around our family as we shuffled onward, drawn by the magnetic promise of the pink stratus clouds in the distance - prophetic heralds foretelling the coming sun. As the sun opened its sleepy eyes, long eyelashes gently brush … Continue reading The Grand Canyon
The rancor of feet, the way too familiar tunes of repetitious Christian pop music, hillsides peppered with cows bring excitement to our road trip across northern Arizona. Big skies painted with streaks of blue and purple hues of every shade. Little spritely cactus puffs stubbornly cling to the nearby rolling hills, spreading out like a carpet … Continue reading Expedition in the Southwest
Gentle rain in the morning, softens the dry, cracked ground. Fog offers praise toward the heavens, can you hear its sound? The Son awakens dampened eyes of the morning dew Souls revive, refresh, and renew
I reach the precipices your fortress beckons me to break through steadily I grow, I go onward and upward and stronger still I lean back precariously off of your wall mirroring the ballerina bending back dangerously far upward, upward upward I climb the reason, a mystery nevertheless, I climb you may cut me down but … Continue reading Ivy.
leaves that see branches that feel tendrils that sweep across my face and weep as I do.
Do you have to experience love to know what it is? Is the understanding of "love" a priori knowledge, knowledge before or independent from experience; or is "love" a posteriori knowledge, an understanding based from experience? Do you have to experience love to know what it is? Is love something you inherently know? Or, do … Continue reading Experiences with Love – Questions and Ponderings