They Spill

                         They Spill

As the herd saunters by on the narrow road
They meander down the hill
Picking up speed as each hoof falls
Until they spill out in the wide pasture

Galloping free in the open prairie
Reminding of days long ago
When boundaries were undefined
And fences didn't divert the flow

Picture is of part of the mob running free. About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-103B)

Drawn Out

     Drawn Out

Internal joy wells up

Springing from hope

Igniting faith

Re-formed and created

Transformation's journey

Dross pulled out in trials

Vulnerability opens purity

Teachable and soft

Who I am drawn out

Distortions removed

Clarity of being

Renewed and alive

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-041A)

Systems Again

More on systems. From earlier in the week journaling, I can't get away from systems and the implication of them.

Systems Again

Systems in life,
Accelerate or hinder,
Healthy or destructive,
Powerful principle.

Lack of intentionality,
Enables current systems,
Intentional living,
Disrupts dysfunctional systems.

Systems of relationships,
Systems of numbing,
Systems of addiction,
Systems of love,
Systems of worthiness,
Systems of wholeness,
Systems of intimacy.

Compounding of sowing and reaping,
Truth of how live,
Choices made daily,
Just going through motions,
A life unlived.

Courage to face truth,
And act upon it intentionally,
Something awakens on the inside.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.