I haven't written any poetry for a long, long time. I am coming back to that place, I think...hoping to be once again in the flow of life that brings words meant to stick around.

He has a way with blood,
With life streams
that continuously flow
creation reborn every instant
Jesus is now.

Raising lilies from ash,
rolling over hearts like stones
that have forgotten how to skip
until now...

Because Jesus is now.




May He continue to draw life in and out of you.