faith – Tasting Freedom

and God is like the air (poem)

i imagine an actual storm within meand God is like the air creating the spacefor the thunder and lighting and rainto be and do and speak interspersed among the moleculesof change and changing i imagine an actual storm within meand pieces of dust scatterand God is like the air

the landing place (poem)

maybe we have to becomecompletely unlike ourselves first let the air between our joints blow uplike a bubblepushing the body away from itself then see how it comes back togetheror doesn’t the landing place could be miles and milesaway from where we startedor we could end up next door there are so many hills toContinue reading “the landing place (poem)”

liar, liar pants on fire (poem)

God, i am sore in my believingyears of tiny triumphs and huge defeatspile on my shouldersand crack with the weight of shameand misunderstandingdeserted by the earth and unwelcome by the heavensthe only place to call homeis this puddle of tears by my bed

running shoes (poem)

i am never full but always about to explodethese imaginings still haunt me, decades laterit seems impossible it has not resolvedit seems impossible that it could have beenthe sages tell me i cannot think my way into right action–all the studying cannot help me nowbut if i just choose to put one foot forwardthe otherContinue reading “running shoes (poem)”

deciphering truth (poem)

if God wants us to ask questionsthen i have come to the right place my head swarms with a reel of scripturesi cannot translate or understand through time and spacethere have been hundreds of right answers deciphering truth is a full-time joband like sand on an ocean floorit shifts and moves 20,000 leagues beneath myContinue reading “deciphering truth (poem)”