Silence like a river, driven
Listening brings peace
Causing our feet to float,
Above what may never be,
Allowing reality to belong
Tag Archives: Inspiration
Winter’s Bride
breath of sunshine
winter so fair
snowflakes blow
as tumbleweeds,
and there are daisies
in her hair.
Peaceful Guard
Break Free
A Life Obtainable
A window into ever after,
Witnessing from afar, a life
Where forests grow,
Oceans lap endlessly
And desires are still
Encouraged, sought after
And dreamed.
A place where faith,
Comes first, as our
Initial breath, while
prairie grass bows
Towards wind, steadfast.
Homes are full of heat,
Not just from bread baking,
But from love honest
and complete. Endless
Work, and time to pause
Deemed important,
Yet over time, has been lost.
Compounded
In A Moments Time
From simple beginnings
A leader, yet not
Self cope, learned not taught
An ache swells against her chest
She, fully aware of the meaning
And where her priorities
Should remain, yet
A glimpse of cerulean,
Through a pristine white sky,
Leaves her swiftly restrained.
Wild daisies across an open field,
Tall prairie grass swaying
Is pictured, visioned longingly
With his strong hand
Pulling her in
Taken, once again
Beauty in Process
She: Crystallized Radiance
As pristine
Falls from above
Cold wraps across
Her laden chest,
Pulls her against
Frozen.
Nature sublime
Incorrigible desire
His spirit, like
A blanket of
Snow,
Laid upon fair skin.
Snowflakes replace
Flawed freckles, and
For a moment,
She, luminous, her
Soul, complete.
A body in
Crystallized radiance
Genius
She Is
Why Do We
In Pause
i hear sunshine
although the tone
too low or far away
to devour or identify.
there’s sparks
offered out
into the world
and they come
from your eyes.
a gentle smile
given in part
for those blessed
to be near you
and those who
trust your heart.
i yearn, dream
knowing one day
life will continue
as it was meant be.
Redemption’s Season
Exhausted leaves falling
Past my window
Pane. Just as ashes
of Jerico, the same.
Division is an end
and new begins.
Goldenrod hues
Remind me of adieu,
Forgiveness remains
Front of my mind,
And nothing stops
The hands of time.
Search for rebirth
And find me in you.
Redemption’s season
Where grace continues
Maybe One Day
Searching
To Know Her, Is To Love Her
one
the color of her pudgy nose
when it’s cold outside
and she’s in her happy place
called Late Autumn
two
sides to her sassy mouth
often chewed upon
when she attempts
to slide away, giggling
three
deep dimples
worth searching for
after finding two, living
beside her shy smile
four
corners to two hazel eyes
who’ve witnessed pain,
but questioned perfection
with sparkled contentment
five
toes, each foot
she often wished were
painted in a rainbow of
your favorite colors
six
freckles lay, forever
atop a ring finger
she often wonders
is worthy of adornment
seven
calming breaths needed
on a quiet, dark night
when dreams
come to soothe her
eight
miles from town
she’s driven, even walked
in order to feel
closer to simple
nine
her favorite number
and the many opportunities
it’ll take to convince her,
an introverted extrovert
ten
fingers, yes, predictable
but that’s what she adores
craves, the honesty
trust and unity provide



















