Tuesday, April 15, 2014

If I do not hear from God
I will just keep listening
and try to be


 I don't need to see a burning bush,
and couldn't take it if I did.
But as I walked into the woods,
I saw a glow,
a hidden shine,
and past the poplars, maples, oaks,
I came upon a brilliant sign.
A dried grass vision, small but mine.


  1. This meshing of words and images has spoken to me. Thank you.