Friday, November 7, 2008


to think
that only moments ago

i was bereft
weeping into empty hands

to think 
that i am so rich

only minutes ago
i cried at the hope
of ever laughing again

i ached for the touch
of a child

and now
i ache with the joy
arms overflowing
and wide open

Monday, November 3, 2008

the Call California

i am standing in the sea
we are the waves
You are the wind
when You breathe
we move as one

wave upon wave upon wave
and the shore is eroding
we win, because You win

there's a shift in the sand
something changed
and i was a part