All expected doors are rusted shut.

The hoped for storm's malingering away,

And all the inner garden's drooping, but

I still have promises to keep today.

Borrow the name from some 

Far fairy paradise,

And lend it to a 

Hot Spring morning's fun.

Gather in a town

Of tents and shacks.

Crafters make small wonders,

Vendors hawk their wares.

And speaking of hawking,

Haven't you seen them fly?

Leave the gauntlet, 

Scream into the sky?

Or maybe jousting coursers 

Are more your speed,

Trotting in a careful scripted game.

Morgan was a Villain.

Now, she's kind.

A medic's hands 

Beneath her gauzy veils.

“The fay watch out for eachother,”

Her maidens say.

Am I mistaken, or

Did they name me fay?

I haven’t seen The Chosen but I’ve heard good things about it. I’ve also heard that some might be concerned about or even object the too many creative licenses. Though I’ve seen Biblical films and kids Bible shows use some creative license, even though some try to be Biblically accurate, I don’t believe any are done 100% correct. I think it depends on the content, whether the content contradicts Scripture or not.

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Going with friend and sister to a Ren Faire in the state next door today! I'm excited. Pulling out the Hobbitsona to play again, and sis is going sort of swishy and piratical... 

If fingers strum you

By some musical design,

Is the song your own?

I heard a rumor the Chosen folks are looking at trying an Acts-inspired season next? Makes me curious. 

I read once of a God

Whose voice was rich and warm as chowder,

And whose Yes-es turned at unexpected angles,

But whose No-s were generous and kind.

Sorrow and wonder met

In a private patch of woods,

And the heart of a barefoot girl

Still dreaming of tomorrow.

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A recipe for letting go


Love lets the falcon go to fly
Or gives its kite a longer string.
Very soon though it may end,
Every heart deserves to breathe and bend