An Unexpected Journey

The problem with the Land of Faerie (the imaginative realm) is that it takes you. You may begin innocently by following a garden gnome scurrying between the carrots leaves, only to see him mount his trusty snail and take you through misty, sideways paths, until you’re caught up in a tale much bigger than you could have imagined, where the perils and the beauties surpass your wildest dreams.

Before you know it you may find yourself under an enchantment that calls you back at any hour, until your quest is completed or you feel hollow at having failed.

Silent Veil

Through each of us there runs a silent veil
A window which no mortal eyes see through
Behind which lies our inner faerie tale
Our endless worlds there hid from common view

And oft we do feel hidden in our caves
Beneath the lonely mountains of our soul
A magic realm, yet lonely as a grave
A half of what should surely be a whole

Until a burning fire doth transcend 
That barrier that only love can cross
For those who only seek for their own ends
Will never know the beauty they have lost

And when you find one faithful, kind, and true
Your inner worlds shall meet and grow anew

Owl Eyes

A switch is flipped, the light goes out at once
My eyes so quickly drowned in liquid black
My legs they twitch, my feet all set to run

To anywhere! No thought of coming back

For what am I to do without my sight?
So helpless I’ve become. Could I dare stay?
And wait for boars and bears to charge and bite?
And tear my limbs apart, to drag away?

Have I been forced into this helpless stance?

Or has despair crept in and hid through fear—

A truth so clear if only I would glance—

That while I wailed the world had reappeared!

The Lord has answered all my tearful cries
He blessed me with these glowing Owl Eyes

Heavenly Father

Heavenly Father
Holy is thy name
Thy will shall be done
And thy kingdom shall come
To Earth as it is now in Heaven
Give us today the bread we need
For the nourishment of body and soul
Forgive us Father, for our sins against you
As we forgive those who have sinned against us
And shine your heavenly light down upon us

That we may find our way back home

Incantations

A 14mb text file can’t contain even .00001% the information required to make a human body. I downloaded my DNA data from a popular genetic testing site, and this was the size.

DNA are not detailed instructions for creating a body. They are a magic spell—an incantation that summons ancient spirits directed by God’s creative love.

Free Will Chiasmus

Free will is
that which spontaneously springs forth
from our spirit 

Our hearts aching
The yearning
from the depths of our soul
Causeless creation—
And unfettered desire

...little star

I held a great grandmother in my arms last night. The strong, loving matriarch of a great family laid cozy in her flowery onesie. Beloved by her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, she yawned and curled her little fingers by her rosy cheeks. I felt this while looking down at my two week old daughter. I could see unborn future generations looking at me with concern in their eyes as their hopes rested gently in my arms. I could hear their thoughts—Take care of my momma! My Grandma! My Great Grandma!

The responsibility is enough to bring me to my knees— yet it gave me strength as my heart welled inside my chest. May you fulfill God's greatest hopes for you my dear sweet Stella Margaret.