Sleeping Hours

Day has ended
Night has fallen
The thunder of the day
Gives way to the subtle of the night
Beasts, great and small
Make their way through the night
Though man slumbers unaware

Yet here I lay
Wide awake
Unable to sleep
My mind rushes and rushes
Where the people sleep
I lie awake
Where the people rest
My soul stirs uneasily

Night has fallen
And my soul wanders
Across the landscape of my mind
There I see myself
My worries appear as mountains
My fears as canyons
My hopes as distant fields

Though all around me
The shadows of my fears
Rise and close in
Yet far above me
The stars of my hope
Shine far above me
A hidden hope of mine

Year’s End


These four digits can invoke some pretty strong response, depending on who you are. For some, it is passing of many well known and loved actors and actresses. For others, they see it as the beginning of the end of the United States.

For me, these four digits bring to mind the attacks by terrorists and the dirt tossing by politicians. Of political correctness gone out of control. To see the country I swore allegiance to twist and writhe because her leaders have forgotten their purpose.

Regardless of personal belief, 2016 has been a pretty rough year for a lot of people.

But what about 2017? Do we go into it with fear or hope? I look back on this year, past the dark stories and the worries of the future. I see the good things that have happened. Family, friends, and growth. And in my case, the birth of a niece.

Because of the good things, I will enter 2017 with hope.

Yes, my life isn’t where I thought it would be when I left college. No, I haven’t made it big yet. But I have clothes on my back and food in my belly.

In the past few days, I have realized that my hope and trust have been in my own hands. And let me tell you, my hands are not able to handle it. So my trust will be put into God.

And yes, many of you might be think that is foolish or naive. But not me. I have seen His hands at work in my life. From protecting me from bad decisions and car accidents to bringing me healing when I needed it.

So goodbye 2016, I shall leave the past to lie in the past. To the future and the wonders of 2017!


The Human Mind

The human mind.
What a strange thing.
A massive void of infinity
In something smaller
Than a watermelon.

Though not measured by science
Or seen by the eyes
Its presence is felt
Its existence
Never in doubt

Capable of making
The greatest dreams,
Gathering knowledge,
And store within
A vast expanse.

Yet the mind is not a wonder
But rather something else
A place where fears hide
Where hate and pain festers
There it grows and spreads

Though at the same time
The mind is strong
Defending itself
Fighting to be strong
Recovering from hurts

Though a writer may create a thousand world
Forming hope and wonder for countless others
Fear though builds an ironclad prison.
Trapping the soul
Breaking the heart

Such a strange thing
The mind is
A place where light and dark exists
Where pain and hope lives
Where creativity dwells

This is the human mind

Setting Sail

The ocean breeze upon my face
The land where I dwelt fading fast behind
The harbor my home no longer

I turn my gaze ahead
And see the future on the horizon
Storms rising on the left

I know not what the horizon hides
I know not where the winds will take me
I know not what is in the ocean’s depths

Yet I will set loose my sails
Yes I will turn to the horizon
And see what is hiding beyond.

365 days and counting

This is the first day of the New Year. Last year was filled with firsts and filled with valleys and mountains. I am excited to look forward to seeing what this year will bring. Three hundred and sixty-five days to grow and to learn.

To guide my way through this year are my resolutions:

Exercise more.
Write more.
Post more.
Live life more!
May your year be filled with hope, life, and joy.

Just for fun, I took these two photos to bring in the new year: with laughter and a click of a shutter.

street lamp and winter tree
The last photo of 2014
An apartment's lamp and the leaves of a tree.
The first photo of 2015