Un-ignorable Beauty

Beauty can show up in the smallest packages as we walk through life. A few weeks ago, just before the countryside became peppered with wildflowers, this tiny bloom screamed loud enough for my soul to hear it. This tiny bloom was so full of energy it would not, could not, be ignored. I was walking along lost in thought when it caught my eye and reminded me to push pause on my overactive mind. Nature is filled with beautiful finds, even on a neighborhood roadside walk, if we broaden our observation and quiet our mind.

E.A. Fussell


Weigh In Days

Sometimes you make me happy

Sometimes you make me blue

Up or down

Why is my self worth so tied to you

First thing in the morning

Nothing on but an anxious stare

What number

Will I find waiting there

There’s nothing quite like

The pressure that plays

Around in my brain on

Weigh-in days

E.A. Fussell


The Same

Ponder this

No matter where you are

Or where I am

We are looking at the same moon

It may look different to you

Than it does to me

But it’s the same

When we raise our vision high

Look above ourselves

We see the same




We may be many

But we see only one




Getting to the truth of a thing

It’s kind of like digging for good dirt

Sometimes the earth

Is soft and compliant

The soil is easily turned

Willingly revealing layers underneath

So easy, allowing us to

Push our hands into the dirt

Pull up clumps of weeds

Plow a path for a Spring flower trail

Sometimes the earth is hard


Protecting the dirt

Layering diversions

Of hard rock

Perilous gulfs of varying elevations

Deterrents to digging

Deterrents to plundering

The precious soil



Full-on destruction

We press on

Digging deeper

In search of the elusive dirt

And what happens

When we have finally found

The precious place to build

The right foundation

Was it worth it

Or is the dirt revealed too sensitive

Too raw

Too damaged

Getting to the truth

Can leave a lot of destruction in its wake

Only to reveal something

Too fragile to take

E.A. Fussell