My Life as A River
Finding Spiritual Peace on the Lonely Left Fork
“Do unto those downstream as you would have those upstream do unto you.” ―Wendell Berry
Poetry and prose not only tell my story, but they are also therapy—a means to deal with the mists of darkness that try to engulf my mind. I created this peaceful site for individuals who may at times struggle with faith, mental or emotional health, or other challenges. For individuals who possess a kind heart and are loyal to the Earth, seeking connections to their spirit or a deeper understanding of creation care, yet often feel distant or lost. Friends whose ideals may lean left of loud crowds or are trying to find an authentic link between God, science, and humanity. My wife, my closest friend in life and beyond death, who is an example of love to everyone, also shares her magnificent, spreading tree, with roots embedded in the deep soils of a divine ancestry. Her tireless work has blessed our family and me, far beyond time. Please join us as we float upon our endless river of hope and peace.
Our Love
She is my beautiful tree
A home of emerald loves
I am her long winding river
Bearing deep sapphire waters
Hearts bound in ancestries of hope
Flow into stars—of soft eternal peace
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Poetry is my river of hope. It saves me when I feel depressed or battle against anger or anxiety. I hope you find a similar joy.
My Poetry
When prose turns into poem. Or is it the other way? When there is just so much creative stuff to say that it only fits here.
My Prose—Poetry
When poetry will not fix my problem, I often find I must write a longer essay or tell a story. Join me on these longer paths.
My Prose
Haiku is often my warm-up exercise to something much bigger. These small words can speak to things large.
