I hear words about when and where,But is the answer out there?  Words without guidelines, A sign of the times, Between the landminesAnd the fallen pines. Abruptly, they barge through, Abhorrently, they destroy you. Absent is their compassion, Abstract is their abnegation. Despite our cumbersome ways, The sun rises over the bay And graciously resurrects our day. Oh, please show me the ...

Sometimes, I want to be a balloon. To be as buoyant as it seems while dancing across the sky above. No anxieties about the future, and no mistakes from the past locking it in place, trapping it with chains made of utter anguish. Balloons never have to worry about how they look, what others think ...

I hear her whistle in the wind. Her hum: a sweet melody that carries, that soothes, that calms the rising pain in my chest, that quenches the loneliness—partially. I feel her presence within these walls. Within the tastefully matched curtains, that brightens and refreshes those gloomy days and lures in hopefulness. Mama, The woman who ...

NowWalking before crawlingTalking without thinkingSwimming and sinkingRunning but not finishingClimbing without ascending ThenFalling through the horizonDisappearing into oblivion Editor: Erynn Crittenden

O, downtrodden soul, weep no more. You have a curious mind, a need to touch and see to believe what is right in front of you. But they spit on your face and kick you to the ground. You wonder what it is that you did wrong, as everyone you know looks at you with ...

What do you do when the going gets tough?Do you cry in the ashes?Or do you rise and dust off the dirt? When you fall seven times, you rise again.Take the lessons that the trial brings;And become a stronger version of the fallen you. Editor: Erynn Crittenden

I’m not detached from you, but when we lock eyes, my mind goes blank— like walking into a room and forgetting why, like a page I want to fill but can’t find the words to unravel what I love about you and the way your gaze pulls me into everything your soul embodies. Editor: Shannon ...

There are days I ponder within my heart why I am on Earth among God’s creation. What does He want me to see? Why am I living a life of abundance while the lost are roaming the cobbled streets, waiting for a kind Samaritan to save them? My sisters suffer in agony, leaving a trail ...

When I stand, it stands with me. My shadow follows every step, but I no longer run from the reality of what has been left unfinished– the unanswerable dreadful questions, unspeakable aching doubts, unwelcome difficult memories, and unresolved heavy regrets. Because when I fall, it falls with me. I can’t leave it behind– there’s no ...

You’re relentless,a fire within your eyes,the world laid before your feet.Little does happiness on its own,appear without a cloud in the sky. Oh, you relentless soul indeed,now you know both cruelty and beauty.All a flash before you,the empty, barren landscape ahead,left to survive alone. Now you’ve fallen,bloodied knees as tears mark the ground.But take heart,there ...