A mountain so wide the horizon could not contain it The path rough and boulder-strewn, here a plain, then stumbling again  through the dark undergrowth towards the top. We left for this journey in the light— someone keeps stealing it away. Sun rays appear in glimmers through the trees, a flutter here and there Revealing life,…

Words like water poured out reflect my wide world, contained in pieces, paragraphs of pain and power and the past, puzzles to put into place. I long to be known heard, seen, reflected  in the pool you hold in your heart showing me the “me” that I am. Instead of a mirror, you hand me…

Overcome by the quaking  power of God’s sweet presence Around the shoulders of  friend-draped worshippers Across the room to the children raising,  praising, lifting small hands Surrounded by incarnations of God  in these multi-colored people Next to sweet-voiced sisters  and deep-throated men, I’m looking~~eyes up and over and through the windows,  past the summer-waving trees…

Feeling the rain come cave-cool air, white and empty but for the breeze. Still water rushing the trees, sleepy birds sitting at rest call out the change while tone on tone chimes echo from far below. The drops fall – spare, invisible, too few. My dry, gray lawn is thirsty and longs for a drenching, healing…

They shimmer and sway in the breeze branchy partners against a Danube blue sky. Glassy diamonds on the green– arrow fragments, light glimmering in an anthem song. The play a tune for my eyes, loudly announcing the beauty of dusk, a message in light music reflecting in emerald on the velvet evening. The leaves bend…

I avoided it as long as I could, skirted the issue like a wallflower at my first dance. Curious from afar about such beauty and grace, wondering at the words. I felt unequal to the task conversing with verse– or worse–writing it… why? What if I was wrong? I hesitated as long as I could,…