On the Breeze

on a mountain top 
in a cathedral of trees—
god speaks through nature

Honor Thy Father and Mother

From the sweat 
flowing down the laborer’s brow
the cuts and callouses
etched into their hands
the steely determination
engraved on their furrowed faces,
freedom was born and fed.

they should be given
the same respect and admiration,
as any beloved parent is due.

Broken / Repaired

There was a time when we were young that my life was broken and shattered into a thousand pieces. Each fragment was scattered about the universe and many of the pieces were hidden in the darkest places where humanity could not survive. Yet, you stubbornly sifted through the emptiness and filth of the world to gather all those pieces. With kindness, compassion and love, you carefully examined each one. You traced each of their jagged edges with your soft fingers until you knew where it belonged. With caring you guided them back into their place. Until I was whole.

Nothing’s so busted
it can’t be put together
with patience and love