Through The Darkness

the world awaited us
growing and blooming
summoning us back home

Long Winter Days

when seemingly
nothing is happening
spring’s new world is gestating

Will You Find Your Way To Being A Butterfly

living inside
nourished with parsley
tended by humans


into the misty unknown
carry your dreams
while seeking the sun

Two Birds

the expanse of the sky
was unfathomable
so they flew together


in uncertainty
I can only steer
by faith

Still Life’s Motion

what holds
the snowflake to the leaf
but hope and faithful buoyancy

There It Was

the infinitesimal star
perhaps I didn’t see
but surely I believed

The Work Of Faith

grain in the silo
barn full of hay
devotions made each day

Meeting The Sweet By And By

a buoyancy of clouds
above the embers
of the day

Every Bloom A Manifestation Of Faith And Hope

she came indoors
with her mission to carry us
through our long winter days

Seen From Above

heaven’s clouds recognize
the tiny speck
as the church’s steeple

So Often Forgotten

time carries
me through my
transgressions of faith

Cheered On

the faltering spirit
finds footing and support
in the solace of the garden

Buddha and the Dutchmen

community gathers
in the shadow
of faith