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I stood outside tonight and gazed up at a full brilliant moon laid carefully against the night sky, and a pure, unfettered realization of everything struck me. We as humans live our lives, and for whatever reason – perhaps sheer practicality – our thoughts dwell only on the immediate. Only those things that have any... Read More
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The multitude just applauded and declared the thing A brilliant success, Smiling unaffected smiles with toothy grins And convoluted agendas. So I turn my head away to miss apathy, Only to find it Behind the disgusting beauty of one Who hates apathy, Yet loves nothing but self.
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At the dawn of the winter, the rose lies, hard-pressed ‘Gainst its crystalline coffin of snow. It’s mid-summer splendor could never have guessed Of the sharp biting winds it now knows. The blood of the red seems quite stark in contrast To the pale deadly white of the frost; Yet the flair slips away from... Read More
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Bring me back to the place Where my heart began to race, And I could almost see your face With eyes that saw the unseen. Faith was new and flames were bright. We walked together through the night, And all I wanted was your light. My sin has made me unclean. Hollow spaces in my... Read More
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We hid ourselves. That gentle voice that times before had welcomed us, Now sought us out. We trembled. In the cool of the day as we crouched motionless Listening to our racing pulse, Our stifled breath, His approaching steps. He called. Not for knowledge sake, but for ours. For mine. Shall His peircing eyes now... Read More
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Surrounded by the great expanse of cold and empty night The ever-moving flow still reaches in, With frigid fingers clutching at some nonexistant light- A fruitless search for deity in sin. The breathing sky moves ocean tide and stirs the waters on, ‘Til land and sea meet violent in foam; And yet I watch them... Read More
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Change… Jingles in the pocket of my faded jeans As I shift to my right leg and wait for the man In the telephone booth. His jaw is pumping and his veins have surfaced While his wrath is being poured out On a six inch piece of hard plastic. His hands flail in time to... Read More
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I was wandering along some sooty black street When I came across an ugly green dumpster. Inside I found a frightened young woman. Her Hair was tangled and greasy black, face smeared With grime – dark, dirty circles under endless hazel eyes. She looked up at me from within her cage, a Wild animal in... Read More
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A very dear friend of mine passed away today quite unexpectedly. About an hour after I heard the news, the sun was blood red in the sky and it balanced on the horizon. A soul not long ago burned brightly in my sky, but his sunset came and now he is gone. He was a... Read More
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To truly be amazed by nature, we must we willing to be both sensitive and curious. We must also become truly honest and admit that we have become unaware of the commonplace. It takes getting to the place where you can pull a leaf apart, piece by piece and revel in it; where you can... Read More
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Reflections at Spring Lake Park
The reflection of the streetlights ripple and dance like flames on the surface of the water, while the fountain churns its unending chorus of subtle harmony. Cars move on the far side of the lake, devoid of sound and soul. The bats move erraticly above me, diving and shifting and casting their terrible shadows on... Read More
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We make God very small when we indulge in our selfish pride. When our desires and our agendas outweigh godly choices, we belittle Divinity to the point of erecting ourselves as the golden calf. Self becomes god. Humanity knows better than Divinity. Why would the created push the Creator into obscurity? Would we truly consider... Read More
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If God truly sees and cares about our pain and suffering, why does it still exist? How can a loving God watch and even orchestrate this tragedy in our lives? A simple yet appropriate example may shed some light on this divine paradox. Anyone familiar with the board game Monopoly can remember the small orange... Read More
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The sound of gentle morning woke me From a night of painful thought; Dreams beneath the sea of darkness Swirling upward brought A weakened soul to sweet cessation, Resting on some distant shore, Warming under skies of mercy, Safe forevermore.
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Thoughts on Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury
Dandelion Wine is an amazing book about making the common things in life uncommon and about enjoying again with childlike wonder the world around us; if you have never read this book, you should do so within the next two weeks. Bradbury captures with inviting imagery and memorable passion the simplicity and beauty of youth.... Read More
Hello, I’m Jesse.
