The Technicolor Burning Bush | A Poem

The Technicolor Burning Bush | A Poem

The Technicolor Burning Bush | A Poem by L.M. Browning, from a forthcoming collection entitled, Drive Through the Night   In the misty morning beyond murky mirages I hear the voice of god in the hum of the neon sign at the rest stop where the caravan of displaced...
Choices Scarcely Recalled | A Poem

Choices Scarcely Recalled | A Poem

Choices Scarcely Recalled by L.M. Browning Photo by Warren Wong The dark molasses passing of time during those days when I cannot recall what I have achieved and can think of nothing else I am tempted to pursue. In my youth, I spoke with God during the confluence of...
Allow the Infinite to be Infinite

Allow the Infinite to be Infinite

A Selection from Seasons of Contemplation: A Book of Midnight Meditations   Life doesn’t have a singular purpose and yet we try to pigeonhole this infinite gift by searching for a single meaning behind our existence. We hunger for meaning the way a starving man...
Upon the Desert Wind | A Poem

Upon the Desert Wind | A Poem

Upon the Desert Wind A selection from In the Hands of the Immortal Weaver: Poems of Sacredness and Belonging Photo by Adrian   I want to make a pilgrimage back to our homeland of sand, blood, and ripened figs. To unearth the garden I planted in another life the...
Student of the Beloved | A Poem

Student of the Beloved | A Poem

A selection from In the Hands of the Immortal Weaver: Poems of Sacredness and Belonging   The questions have surmounted all certainties. Too many days are frittered away feigning wisdom, all the while knowing that, if I am to cover that distance between myself...