not afraid

this feels big
but only when I lose perspective.
There are many rocks
           in
            the
              stream of life
but they all erode
                   over time

and this might feel like Goliath

6'9 and wielding
        sword,               spear             and javelin

but small stones
have a way of lodging themselves
                   right
                   between
                   the
                   eyes

take heart, I remember,
when dark forces overshadow...
when men taunt and
waves capsize all I know

there are no weapons mightier                                                       
than those that are
                                 invisible
  No armor
like the                      gates     of      heaven
wrapped around                your soul

heart puddles

this morning I looked at you
and my heart hoped things for you
that I knew you couldn't hear
and weren't yet ready to hear

but in a moment
that

      hope grabbed my soul
and bound its
tiny wings around it
and
had i not whispered to God about it
it would have fluttered-strong
and
escaped my throat

the thing I whispered was this:

i pray that your heart
melts
into a puddle
and that the finger of God
stirs and swirls it
until it
           never is the same

And I put two creams in my coffee
and thought of how
He did that to me
and how much richer
           life became