It will still be you All those months from now When life stops handing you lemons And hands you flowers instead. You. No other version of you Will magically appear- Counting blessings And being gracious. No The same you With a greater taste for bitter lemonade Than a nose for smelling roses, That is the […]Read more "Still you"
In some ways 2021Is harder than 2020.Its not the heavy downpour,But the slow, unrelenting dripThat wears us down in the end.Life before the pandemicSeems increasingly distantAnd much simpler in a sad wayBecause it didn’t feelThat way at the time.And it seems unclearIf this generationWill be bound to always have An impending sense of doomLooking over […]Read more "‘Are we there yet?’"
The line of good and evil Runs through Each human being, Not between us. Not between the vaccinated And the unvaccinated Between believers And the non-believers Between the haves And the have nots. There are no humans Incapable of serious evil, And each one has access to the necessary Faculties for virtuous living. The idea […]Read more "Us and them"
It’s life.For most of us,We typically don’t spend years of targeted trainingFor specific events in the future thatCulminate in highly dramatic moments whenOur well thought out preparationMeets situations we have anticipatedAnd even rehearsed.Life itself is a curve ball.We may have imaginedWhat might happenIf a global pandemic broke outBut none of us were preparedTo live through […]Read more "It’s not the Olympics"
God called manTo be stewards of His creationTo name the animals He madeTo inhabit the earth He createdTo be sowers of seed-Not watchers of windNor foretellersOf what will succeedAnd what will fall to pieces.There’s something aboutSowing seedThat demands trust.For every crop that has everBeen producedWe have only sown the seed,And done our best to nurture […]Read more "Watching the wind"
Sowing seed in the desert Sometimes it just gets a little too much.Too much self-sabotageToo many losses to the pandemicToo much disruption to your lifeToo many self-inflicted wounds.Whether its your own faultOr you just find yourself caughtIn a chaotic time in history,It feels like the ground is too dryFor food to growAnd your throat is […]Read more "Seeds in the desert"
There are few.Few that will suffice.Few that will offer true solace.Words cannot fill a voidThat a person once did.They will always be inadequateAlways less than what a bewildered heartNeeds.So if you find yourselfIn the presence of the grievingAnd on the verge of mounting intoA monologue regarding the nature of lifeAnd death,Keep in viewThe limits of […]Read more "Words for the grieving."
Death, to us humansIs final.The end of the roadThe inevitable cliffWe all fall off.In this pandemicWe lost moreThan we thought Our hearts could handleMore than we thought Would ever happen to us.Death has never felt morePremature.Yet,There is One who Turns graves into gardensWho, Himself plunged Into the abyss of death And came out the other […]Read more "On loss"
SometimesAll that the times we live inGive room for us to doIs survive.To take the beating,Go through the hurricane,Enter the cesspoolAnd somehow come out the other side.COVID has taken a lot from usAnd sadly it may take more still.The days are darkAnd maybe some of us aren’t going to haveAn outrageous storyOf how we overcame.Some […]Read more "Survive"
How can we know who we are Unless we are shown? Humanity did not evolve And cannot persist in a vacuum. In the absence of other humans What would we be? No infant would survive With no breast to feed it, No language would be learned Without others to speak to, No reality contextualised With […]Read more "Outsourcing Sanity"