“Fruit Cemetery”

I love it when
a thought comes through
and passes right by
like the wind

those are the thoughts
I take captive
blowing each away
before it takes root

but not all the time

some thoughts
I make a place for
setting them at a table to feast
on the fruits of my spirit

nibbling at the joy
the love
the patience
and more

not even noticing the plates
until they’re empty
feeling an absence

of course
none of that’s real
nothing can be taken
only buried

The Absence of Fear

When God first told me about making and selling flags for a living, it was in July of 2014. so those who are thinking I’m rushing into this are wrong, but as the time grew closer for me to officially start “Flames of Glory,” fear and doubt grew closer, too, until a little over a week ago.

Thinking about starting a business would overwhelm me to the point of tears. This wasn’t a “good” overwhelming; this was very much bad. I had so much doubt and fear that it almost paralyzed me.

On Saturday, May second, Continue reading