White noise’s beauty
Hiding the fearful silence
This mountain of sand
Sometimes I find it hard to sleep in deep silence. Perhaps it’s the urbanite within me. I find comfort in sound. But would I find peace within the raucousness of the jungle?
poetry, prose, and photography
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
My goal: to post at least one haiku a day.

A new testament
The hand of God drifting through
Buds become blossoms

Upon the spring breeze
Birds dancing gracefully skyward
The sunlit swallow

Violence glorified?
I’m seeking the path forward
Away from despair
Fear has great wisdom
Face it boldly and head-on
Always stay mindful
This is a profound challenge for me. I do not like the sensation of fear. Yet I know it’s a required sensation for growth.
As we push ourselves outside our “comfort zone”, fear holds sway. Listen to it, see what it’s trying to say, look for truth. Is there something real to be afraid of, or is it the unknown, the simple possibility of failure? When you’ve done such, answers tend you be intuitively obvious.