summer walk. a poem.

i can breathe under

the green canopy, sweet

leaves releasing air

clean and deep.

hidden in the thick,

blooms peer timid

from their tangled rest.

wearing color on their sleeves

like a heart cry,

“Look and see and do not

pass me by!” The green


shames it back into the shadow’s

embrace, the hope

of the wild ever present

if only to receive its


“I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world. John 16:33 (ESV)”


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