I Place My Hand Upon the Sky

Each of these poems is a little bridge-a link from here to here-from the here that isn't quite to the here that truly is. We spend our lives adjacent to grace not always realizing it and sometimes a little stepping stool is useful to provide a boost so we can peek over the wall that's keeping us from seeing what's really happening. Sustaining this view means greeting life on new terms embracing a shift in perspective and that's what these pieces hope to spark. . Hafiz is the ringleader in this collection-the playful voice of my own heart. There's a whole crew of friends in here. We scamper across dew-flecked lawns at dawn assault the meaning of existence dare the stars to wink at us and drive off the edge of the road in a flying convertible. We're just having fun as we receive little by little the joyful inklings of eternity's promise.