Legend

He stalwart, stood upon the Trojan plain, and drove his heels into the earth and brown. He bared his shoulders, bent into the strain, and, pulled a little copper statue down.

Good News

“Good Friends, I need good news today, please tell me, if you can Is there life beyond the grave that’s offered up to man?” “Yes, there’s life, and perfect life that never fades away It’s found in Christ our living king and offered free, today!” – […]

SIlence

…– Silence is a word, a world separated from the source that gives its pulsing veins the life to joy inside its God. – Silence is a grave. a tomb, a stony slab of quiet. Come to stay forever in the night: the pulsing vain-ness of a life lived outside its Lord. – – – […]

Regicide

Wide around the world there rang the sounds of mercy from the heaven-skies. Shepherds flocked and people gawked and crowds saw love distilled before their eyes. Across the city of the king the sounds of judgement ripped the clouds apart. People mocked and Satan stalked as Life was deathed with Haven’s stricken cries. […]

Dear Cross

Dear cross, I too, with tangled view would bow before the beams which held the body of our mutual lord and king. – The every lash, of my tongue’s cash of caramelized iniquity I come in anxious sorrowful to bring – Whole storms of lust, at every thrust that felled my heart’s façade of good […]

As I Have Done

Dare I stretch my foot to you? Or, why not call a slave? – Lingering—your hands upon my feet— I feel the trickle lick of water. Kneeling? Here for me? Every eye is gazing years at me. With strokes like gentle, soft and strong I feel you wash the silch away, Surprising me how white […]

Bridge of Love

Love is just a song we think we wrote. Expecting much, but never prizing more, we seek to seize the vial, tip, and pour the joy we want but never learn by rote. Till one day, looking out beyond our moat at cherry blossoms on the other shore we see the longed-for things, once old […]

Lamb for Easter

We gather together to eat with joy the life that died so that we would not starve at all… or ever

Triumphant

When you did come, O God triumphant to Jerusalem, what of longing or of grief mingled with the shouts that long ago were owed to their great king? – And how serene and strong the Fire and Zeal of Bethlehem consistent as the turning earth walked and whipped and worked pointing them to heaven and […]

Tenacity of Life

The grass grows tall and green again and death is covered—at Verdun.