Why do we shy from brokenness?
Why do we cover our tears?
Why do we cower from darkness?
An amalgam of all of our fears.
Why do we laugh and pretend
that all as is as it is not?
Why do we feign being found
When inside we know we are lost?
Why do we feel it is easiest
to pretend that we are whole and fine
True strength is best shown in the crackings
of our own faulty designs.

River Sunset

Funny how just before the world
goes dark
it slowly fades into the most beautiful array of colors.
Oranges, blues, pinks,
purples, reds, yellows
The sky is ablaze
A watercolor painting drawing my eyes
Stirring my heart
Making me dream
A symphony of color dancing
before the darkness comes
I think that’s how life works.
Like a sunset.
Our lives
beautiful flashes of brilliant colors
and then darkness overwhelms
Plunging us into pools of black
But wait
Within those pools are tiny, shining lights
and after
just when things seem darkest
The colors fade in
And the sun rises again
in all of its radiance