sugar magnolia 

They walked along

the riverside,

paying homage to 

a past

that had long since

passed. 

One life was laid

to rest here,

to help another rise

anew. 

They walked on 

and he remembered. 

She saw a magnolia

rising. 

As long as there

is life,

there is hope. 

And Life

will always find

a way.  

  

astounding 

When you surround yourself

in the richness 

of your own life. 

When you cloak yourself

in the depths 

of your own heart. 

Then the rest doesn’t matter

near as much. 

Because the only claim 

any of us really holds,

is the astounding world 

we were gifted 

to lay claim to inside. 

  

seamless 

I wanted it to all flow

together seamlessly. 

Like an endless stream

of soft, cream silk. 

Except it didn’t. 

There were jagged edges. 

Frayed seams. 

Ends that didn’t quite meet,

yet kept rubbing up against 

each other,

unraveling things even more. 

It was so messy at times,

and not particularly in

a beautiful way. 

The only theme that

I could find that sort of

bound it all together

was this seamless love

that wanted to gentle 

the rough parts

and look with kindness 

on all that didn’t quite fit. 

It has taken me

a long time to realize,

it doesn’t have 

to fit,

or be beautiful,

or be soft to the touch. 

You just have to learn

to find the seamless love

that binds it all 

together anyways. 

  

what next 

There is always 

this matter 

of what now, what next?

I never know

the answer.

Except to say,

There is always laughter

to be found. 

There is always joy

to be found.

There is always love

to be found. 

Find those,

find Life. 

And never forget

about the matter of

your own salvation. 

Never stop seeking

for that 

which causes 

your unsung soul to sing.