Brighter than an Angel’s Wing

I have seen something
with a brighter glow
Than an angel’s wing
In the face of a human
Rising hopefully
After a fall.


Where Morning Begins

Out there, where morning begins,
Will you find my thoughts
Walking hand in hand
With the beginning of all mornings.
But all you will see
is my own hands
Folded into each other.

Every Life is a Spring

Every life is a Spring,
A hopeful and fragile thing,
With heavy rains and sunny days,
Our life in every breath.
So new and curious and strange
The path is laid before us,
Yet willfully we bend and push
And leave
Our spirit in every step.