Tripping, giddy, dash across the page to chase the periods. Swishing leaves like wind and bang up max efficiency that sweeps past fields of knowledge– kings and songs and prophesies– and screeches Jehu-like to a final. breathless. halt. I close the word… and rush to live my day. – – – – – —
Read more "A Truncated Meeting"Strike two-thirty and it sharp click tocks down like early on the fresh end blocks. Quick stride sliding out the back glass door, open closing like it’s gone before. – Don’t brush hurry now you know the scheme. Wait long planting on the pit rush dream. Long time glider, or you’ll bide your time play […]
Read more "Ready, Set…Nonsense!"Lord of life, in your mercy grant that we who live in life that you alone provide would grasp with all how we should eat, and run, and play, and live; that in our life the beauty of Your created life might be more fully ours. That in our praying and our weeping and our […]
Read more "Asking Life"A crunch of fruit, and Death slipped his hands around God’s masterpiece and squeezed, pressing the life out nice and slow. Every child delivered, he caught by the throat. Some, he strangled straightaway. Others, he dragged gasping across the rugged terrain of years to the graveyard. No one escaped his grasp. Not even God. Death […]
Read more "Death Crippled"Long the darkness of the skies stretched their lonely shadow. Long the night of shame and lies. Long the ache and sorrow. Soft a voice that speaks that name, heart now beating faster— there! He stands, just as His claim, Lord, Rabboni, Master! – CHORUS See He stands: the Christ who once was slain! Lord […]
Read more "See, the Lord of Glory Stands"Across the trampled field there lies the mounds of armor, spent and gone that once, enlivened, fought their king and all besmeared now lie upon the clay – Three figures, carried, each from off their cross as ever watchful priests survey the scene. – The Old Pretender sits at last upon the hill he sought […]
Read more "Waiting for the Day"Smooth and warm the satin drape of darkness spread around the ancient Olive Tree that like a hoary grand-sire droops majestically, shadowed in the night, as rumbling voices gradually give way to silent prayer, then sleep. – The Sleepless, kneels, His words a rote of darkness pressed upon His soul beneath the tree— that like […]
Read more "Sleep"He wars with words, and with His words he silences the scholars. He speaks the word, and single words now open wide the scriptures – A carpenter From Nazareth Disproving all the masters – He tells the truth, and all His truth like tested steel is ringing. Sharp as ancient, fresh as dawn Truly, truly […]
Read more "Blessed is He who Comes"A simple question that you ask– It must seem strange I’m fumbling the task– they are my people after all, and yet I find that love has built a wall that language cannot penetrate. I am not fluent in the ways– how do you wrestle people to a phrase, confining complex spirits to mere […]
Read more "The Challenge of Description"The cake is set, ensconced behind the glass becoming more delicious by the hour. It seems the shafts of sunlight strike it so, that they expound its crystal glories more. – And here am I, condemned–or doomed–to wait, until the moment I become sixteen. But fingerfulls of fluffy frosting taste as icognito good (don’t ask) […]
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