It’s through
generosity —
a relentless
and reckless
kindness —
that we become
something more;
never by money
or influence,
for
these things
are impotent
in matters
of character.
Tag: transformation
Easter
On a day
celebrating second life,
I am thankful
for the rebirth
in Christ,
that, against all odds,
my leaves again
turn green.
Movement
As long as
I move —
even if backward —
I am satisfied
to not be
stagnant.
Touchstone Tuesday: Poem XX
But, a house changes —
on the good days,
you notice
the sun streaming through the curtains.
And, on the bad,
you hear the darkened corners
calling to you.
Edges
May we live life
on the edges,
always one
moment
experience
or fragment
away from
becoming
something more.
On Wisdom
The deeper
beneath the burden
you crawl,
the more
wisdom
you carry out
with you.
Firestone Friday: Poem XIV
When you fall in love
with a monster,
you either become
a monster
or a monster-slayer;
what you cannot do
is remain who you were —
the former version
of yourself
was sacrified
the moment you let
a monster into your heart.
Wordsmith Wednesday: Poem XIV
It strikes me that
we should never
be broken
or shaken
by disparaging
words;
either the accusations
are true,
and we, should, therefore,
cherish the enlightenment
and be motivated to effect
interior transformation,
or the accusations
are unfounded,
a symptom of the evil
that plagues the accuser.
When untruths are
leveled against us,
it is only the slanderer
who is made less,
deadened (somehow)
even further.
Touchstone Tuesday: Poem IX
I edit my work,
but not early
as often
as my work
edits me.
Faith, Health, and Other Musings 