Bridging the gap between Christianity, life, and mental health
Yesterday morning, I intentionally slowed down. It’s a much-needed practice but a hard one. I broke out Maya and then poet Taylor Mali’s Metaphor Dice (because I wanted to challenge myself to return to my poetic roots). I rolled the dice and got this: Metaphor Dice I paused and pondered for a good 5 minutes... Continue Reading →
Hope fades into nefarious darkness, and repeated promises, stretched beyond the rainbow’s end, springboard a soulful malnourishment by way of tsunami tears and silently whispered Psalms.
I remember, reminiscing about youand the effect you had on my life.They told me that I was supposed tolearn from you and once I got my lessons,I wasn't supposed to revert or glance back. But I did. You were the source of mytears at many a night,and the pain in my heartthat I, unwillingly, held... Continue Reading →
Somewhere, there is someonewith tears that attempt to be kept from falling.Maybe a graduation or funeral is the place,or perhaps a bride on her wedding day.Somewhere, some lone stranger will sniff and look away,like a criminal caught in the act of a most heinous crime,As others, who are not so shy, crowd aroundwith emotions splattered... Continue Reading →
Fading away from all that surrounds her,she searches fervently for a love unknown,a surreal, unimaginative love,a love that she’ll never know firsthand.Some say it’s right within her reach,but she doesn’t see it.she doesn’t see anything. Desperately fumbling in things unknown,things that would cause detriment to the whole of her being,immaturity strips her of her knowledge... Continue Reading →
Musings of a Wanderer 