The Heart’s Anchor
In the clouds
resides
a reminder
of just how
small
we all are
and how
your love
provides comfort
and stability
in a universe
filled
with uncertainty.
I love you.
cloud photography
Gideon’s Challenge
Flirting With Disaster
One way in
and one way out
no deviation
allowed
as the pleasure
of what can be
experienced
in these moments
entrances
to persuade
the crossing
again and again.
Don’t collapse.
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge
The Easing
The day begins
with roiling clouds
and a clinging need
for sweet rain
but as hours pass
muscles relax
and the air
comes a bit
easier
one breath in
to pull in your scent
and an exhale
just to nuzzle
and do it again.
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge
I Miss
The pitter patter
of water drops
and smell of moisture
in the air
as the world is
washed clean
and refreshed
anew
as each bit of green
gets a small
and cooling sip.
I miss the rain. The sound of it, the smell of it, the feel of it, the taste of it. I miss it all. I love it all, and with summer upon us and in the clutches of a heat wave? I miss the rain so very much.
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge
Faith
Your belief in me
is a beacon
in the darkness.
Your care for me
wind underneath
wings.
With you
at my side,
your encouragement
there to guide…
I soar.
You speak of loving me like it is the simplest thing in the world, but I know I am not the easiest person to love. You speak of supporting me like it is lifting a feather, and yet I know the strength of your arms. Thank you for always being there, for always believing in me, and for helping me to become the man that I am today.
Photo © ZenStatePhotography
Gideon’s Challenge
Trust…
is a thing
weighted and wet.
Dark and swirling
it ripples
around me.
Your hands
hold me under
and the world
beyond
disappears.
There is only you.
The greatest trust I have ever given to anyone, I have gave to you. And I give to you again and again, each time I allow you to take me into those deep dark waters of the drown. In that space, I am at my most vulnerable, and as you hold me there beneath the surface my light shines as my soul stretches and writhes.
Thank you for being who you are. Thank you for being my anchor… my dominant… my love. Thank you very every minute… every second we have together.
Twisting the Leaf 