Chasing the Sun is a collection of poems of hope and light for the dark days of winter. You can read Volume 1, Volume 2, Volume 3, and Volume 4.

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PJ’S HOUSE PT. 1
Seated around
Pastel and frill
My heart could finally
Sit still.
We passed and served
Ate and drank
Laughed and prayed
And I realized
All at once—
The sun goes down early now
For it’s almost winter. 
Dusk bid farewell
As we gathered inside, 
The mild glow
from the chandelier 
the only thing 
Keeping us warm,
For behind the window
The pitch black sky 
Is rattling the panes. 

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HERE, NOW

October,
I am one day down
One day closer to your departure.
As I’m tucked under covers 
This evening,
I wonder:

What if I don’t need 
To await your exit
So eagerly,
So fondly,
On the edge of my seat?

What if
The life
And the light
I have to live
To give
And receive
Are here
Today
In your solemn presence?

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THE PART OF ME
There’s still
This little part of me
That doesn’t know
How you’ll be
What you’ll bring.

But I think
That’s the human condition.
When will we ever 
really know?

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Other words I think you’d enjoy:
— When You Don’t Know Where to Start
— My Kitchen Table + Other Inheritances
— Living Vibrantly Right Where We Are