Three

Today marks three
just a few
more than one
or a couple
it’s the beginning
of a pattern
or the end
of an achievement
not a gaggle
or a group
maybe a clique
this three though
will go unnoticed
like little eggs
in a nest

Lava

An early start
to quiet before
the traffic jams
of to do’s
clog the arteries
of coffee stillness
and when waves
of needs and
attention arise like
magma billowing out
from deep underground

Try

At the end 
I tried means
more to the
soul than I
was afraid or
scared ever will

Though(t)

Peace lives
through breath
though it
doesn’t breathe
it’s heard
through smiles
though it
doesn’t laugh
it’s seen
in action
though it
doesn’t move
and peace
is felt
though it
doesn’t touch

Difference

I don’t 
talk about
what I
don’t have
I spend
my time
counting what
I do
and that
little difference
has made
all the
difference that’s
ever mattered