#SoCS: Undone

Who am I that I breathe and live upright? Under constellation of blazing stars Staring at the morning’s first rays of light Living in a world filled with mixed bizarre Who am I to be counted in the fold One of his sheep that grazes over time A child from a rib, neither young nor old Waiting for forgiveness of one’s own grime Who am I standing here in pondered pause Faith borne of hope in a fragile abode WhileRead more

Patiently Awaiting Normal

I didn’t go to church today and may not for a few weeks. I don’t plan on going to yoga practice for the next month or two. I will not get on an airplane or spend an afternoon at the mall. I may begin working from home this week, if deemed necessary, and only visit the grocery store for absolute necessities. Social distancing is now a “thing” in the U.S. in order to keep the COVID-19 virus from spreading exponentiallyRead more

Feathered Ghost

In a walk with the neighbors Tuesday night we came upon an eerie sight An owl, perched precariously on the end of a light post Looking a bit like a small feathered ghost Waiting for the movement of its meal of which his hunger would steal Watch out little bunny and squirrel! His claws around you, they shall curl Up, up and away he will stealthily climb To take you to the hiding place where he dines We approached to his menacing stareRead more