lion tales.

two hundred-seventy.

shattered glass - pay attention.

what's left of the shattered glass that spikes the delicate feet of a mischievous sneak?  to be cautious is to be calm.  to meet them there is to prioritize.  to wake up is to reach out.  to find purpose is to grow wise.  without looking each individual in their eyes, that's crazy - i watch, i think, while they blink, i listen, i keep.  and we all know you can talk for a straight hour but we're interested and we're dying to know - how long can you actually listen?  the talker is a seldom listener.  and i want to listen.  talking tires time taken to them - let's sit in silence even, let's both listen.  let's trust.  let's build.  let's soak.  let's saturate.  let's think. think. think.  let's learn.  let's maximize.  let's be, different.  like a plain of flowers in the desert with no water to sip.  let's be unrealistic.  for a second.  let's do it because we can - defy gravity because we can.  be kind and be quiet.  what's left of a shattered glass that once was whole but is now looking at itself as many, as separate.  as different than its original state.  don't make sense of it because you can't make sense of it.  just follow the trail and think quietly because i hear your frustration crying out to me.  to the world.  we're used to seeing you sit more silently.  be reserved again.  quiet your train of thought down those tracks that you don't want to travel again.  don't let them read you like an advertisement because they'll sell you.  don't believe me.  don't believe them.  don't believe anything that isn't from Him.  let love settle you.  let Love settle you.

• breathe!
• smile more, be easy.
• listen, listen to all.
• slowly respond.
• write more, create more, less work.
• make work original and lively.
• be considerate and stop.
• walk on the lines of love.

robots bleed too.

violets in the sky.

there's a vibrant mix between the two - cashew and coffee .

love never fails - growth is constant.

words dance - thoughts romance.

there's beauty in two opposites, there's elegance in the complement.

two hundred-sixty nine.

ˈhīˌko͞o : seven.
(the irony, in the arms of another.)

the very thing she
left him for, her feet found their
way back to that thing.

time to work, create.

wednesday afternoon +

i've got so many words,

someone, please, release this corkscrew from

me,

from

my pen .

feels like, i'm a beginner again -

& for beginners, the easiest thing to do

is to quit because, it's just the beginning

and i feel so unfamiliar with this.

-

can i live?

two hundred-sixty eight.

journey to Jesus.

when august became a strong current,
this boat craved to meet its shore, to rest.

september came with vibrant tides and
this boat coasted trusting its guide.

now october carries a current so brash,
this boat is losing its grasp on this path.

lead it back - lead us back - lead me back.
these paddles lack strength, these winds are controversial.


lead it back - lead us back - lead me back.
this map is distorted, this compass is broken.

clouds close and clasp their hands
to pray for those cast down below.

november, will you be different?
december, will you be the same?

lead us back.