Christi Ortiz is SpokaneFāVS' featured poet. She is a licensed marriage and family therapist by profession and a poet by passion. She enjoys trying to put to words to that which is wordless and give voice to the dynamic and wild spiritual journey called life.

How silly my early prayer was Thinking I needed to somehow reach a God that was out there...

It’s easy to watch the scene and blame others for not intervening, for not standing up for justice, but I realize I too am just as guilty for remaining silent.

This minor virus is just a sprinkle compared to the raging forecast yet to come. If we can’t seem to keep ourselves in check, nature will.

How do the buds know when to be born? Surely centuries of ancient wisdom has taught them how to read natures signs of changing seasons

It appears this virus is providing us an opportunity to have just a small taste of the pain and trial that many experience every day.