Monday, August 3, 2015

anyone could

as we assemble

all the pieces of our days
into something
recognizable or not
way too often
lured into thinking
it's all about me

even though

would emphatically deny
such a perspective

but really

built into the fiber

of my restless, numbing
aching and sometimes
rebellious heart

all to often

minute by minute

it's all about me

and desiring
to live full and joyous
and God - centered

because really

all about Him

His creation and power
and glory

and so assembling
the pieces of a life
not into a tower for my own name
which we all know
would only crumble

but running



His story

continuing to be written
each day; an epic

played out for all time

and anyone could play my part

so great
the enormity of God

Saturday, August 1, 2015

all up to me


losing my way

all up to me

when really

stopping to exhale      
and let go

listening to the music
of the spheres

coming through my window


this planet on an  axis
spinning perfectly

and me spinning

really not necessary

but sitting in the still
in the quiet
restoring a life
a soul

giving back perspective

and a life
to be lived a little
at a time

with gratitude
and trust and

my own striving


on the wings of
everyday splendor



to meet my lack