the foundation

Every blade of the creeping bentgrass my bare feet have touched

has been an ever-going love,

for all the soft landings I've had in life

have only come from God.

When I've tried to leave, deciding it was time

and that I could bear no more,

I was given another reason to move forward

and reminded what I was here for. 

sifl

sometimes it feels like 
the crowd was moving 
and i along with it 
one synchronized dance 
to a melody we knew well 

sometimes it feels like
suddenly the song has changed
but only i hear it this time
so i've paused to learn it
and everyone has continued in unison
ahead... way ahead

losing and laughing

she wants to laugh 

so hard her belly aches 

she wants to double over 

for the loss of inhibition 

who is she?

she wants to know what she’s like

when she can lose the weight 

of all the heavy expectation