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Be You

When we love a person, we accept him or her exactly as is: the lovely with the unlovely, the strong with the fearful, the true mixed in with the façade, and of course, the only way we can do it is by accepting ourselves that way.

–Fred Rogers

There is no shame in eyes
no matter what secrets tucked away,
Hidden beneath toughened skin
not skinned knees
but broken bones, rattling
Insides squeezed by enemies

Your mind far worse
Than the men who curse
the lady who spawns greedy hands
When you show another they matter
no matter what
There is no shame in eyes.

Posted in Poetry


unknown becomes known, a gift.
move on, no worry allowed,
no one asks you to suffer.
see the birds fly with grace
who tire at night,
watch the morning glory silently close tight.
they save their presence
to bask in the elegance of day.

remember when you lay in the ripening field
dreaming of being
one with earth.
he whispered your name
ever so sweetly,
drawing down the curtains,
your eyes sleepily performed.

his promise rests with you tonight.
unknown becomes known, a gift.

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Organized Chaos

Okay, I admit it. I am forever disheveled. I try to organize only to find a horrible mess a few hours after tidying up. What makes some of us so coherent and capable of keeping ourselves together, while others are in a constant state of flux?

God certainly did not make a mess. He is steadfast in all He does. For those of us crying out “Why do you tarry in fixing the mess we are in?” I suggest that He is waiting for us to be still. We struggle our way through life, burdening ourselves with problems, seeking solutions, when resting in His arms is all He asks.

Psalm 46:10 He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.” (NIV)