Rain
The drizzling raindrops seem to say that all the things we love will not dissolve in sorrow. – That when the master made the watch he wound it tight…and stayed, refreshing each tomorrow.
Read more "Rain"The drizzling raindrops seem to say that all the things we love will not dissolve in sorrow. – That when the master made the watch he wound it tight…and stayed, refreshing each tomorrow.
Read more "Rain"The breeze blew by so gently It seemed the promise of my dreams had come to call. A breath like rain-dropped grass, it said the ground had greened at last and put her apron on.
Read more "Wind"I watched a flower give itself— a thousand tiny strands— that wafted into wind and grew a field of dandelions
Read more "Life"The earth is really still the same when winter winds subside and sunshine flows while warmly blows the breath of spring again. – The earth is different every time the dead things turn to green and seeds that died now quickly ride their stems to life…again
Read more "Spring"Brick by brick I see the lines of life– layering into the concrete of myself; and wonder (had I known it at the time) If I would lay the path that led me here… again.
Read more "Setting Paths"Sometimes all the lights go out or make us to believe that they were never really there. You stumble into every wall and trip and fall again. You hear the snickers all around the sounds but not the sights of everybody watching you. – Sometimes every song goes out an arrow in the air that […]
Read more "Sometimes…"My song is broken, shattered by the screams, the knife-like voices of life, throbbing in my ears. I bend down, bewildered, to pick the notes up off the floor, but the heavy pieces will not budge. My hands weren’t made for this. I remember Your voice, how it softens the screams into minor chords that […]
Read more "My Only Song"Above the clouds— swaying grass, tickled feet; the summit view— sprawling earth-blend art; an eagle passing; the rich, unending sky; the thrill of going heart on heart— forever. –
Read more "joy"Walk out across the lonely hills. Stand still and shiver with the trees. The chilling breezes creep on through the gaping holes that no one sees, and, ghost-like, walk among the daffodils. The silence hovers like a cloak. She covers secrets in the air— lost words, lost songs, lost screams, lost souls— that no […]
Read more "Haunted"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 […]
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