A Mismatched World
Everywhere I look I see unexpected partners dancing as one: Even streams of golden light and Rolling river waves; Improvising wind,...
Dangerous Drops of Goodness
What appears to be, seldom is. The water that runs down our body looks as if it is going down the drain. But some sneaky droplets soak...
Underwater Sand Castles
We spend our days planning, plotting, painting every detail in our picture-perfect life. In our three-year calendar, we diligently mark...
Duck Calls
A lone Mallard sits at the crest of the metal church roof quacking. Making such a racket as the sun breaks into the sky, I wonder if he...
On Retreat
It quite impossible to contemplate Christ’s crucifixion on this gentle May morn. Doesn’t sorrow find each human life and too soon? Should...
The Underworld
Deep in the Northwoods, where mosquitoes swarm in flocks and pine trees try to tickle the clouds with their needles, I sit in stillness...
Roots and Branches
Laying under a tree on a hot summer eve with the solstice sun still hanging in the deep, blue sky. I squirm on the grass until the...
Slow Motion
Days so still, life freezes; time unwinds. Mist hangs like each breath suspended in winter’s air. Gray clouds obscure yellow light...