Outsider {Poem}

Originally posted on Lucy Gan:
As a single weed grows meekly amongst wildflowers Seen as a threat, Accused of stealing, Not belonging, Attracting enemies, Destroying others, Looking unsightly, Being a burden, But this particular weed is simply a tame plant demonized by reputation of supposed comrades that had no place in the life of the…

Angels In the Mist

Hours earlier, these droplets formed out of the morning mist. Settled here, they endow even greater beauty to an already beautiful image of God’s presence in nature’s cathedral. On this altar, these droplets are separate, yet from, and of, the same substance. The same essence. They will, hours from now, be transformed, imperceptibly, still theContinue reading “Angels In the Mist”