The Open Shore

To bless, He waits, expectant, from His throne while down below the toilsome ant-roads long lead peopled millions to their bleak alone, and darkened nights withhold the joyful song. He reaches out, His very self to give while creatures grub for grabbing in their need and use the crumpled husks of life they live like […]

To You I Lift My Voice

Yahweh, my joy, To You I lift my voice. To You who know the heart of man. To You who formed the hands and eyes and wrote the skill with which men use the two. – I feel my heaviness, Oh Lord, the tear-jerked sob of uselessness. I cannot run, I cannot walk I cannot […]

A Truncated Meeting

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. – – – – – —

Ready, Set…Nonsense!

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 […]

Asking Life

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 […]

See, the Lord of Glory Stands

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 […]

Waiting for the Day

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 […]

Sleep

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 […]

Conduit

Words and music played. Through them, yet still suspended, hung the breath of life. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –

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I feel warm-close, safe-soft; nestled. Voice waves rumble, gently soothe. Eyes shut, tight-closed, hands curled inward. Slowly open, stretch my leg – I thump, bumping on the warm-close, Hear the rumble thrum I love. Thinly cracking like a river Mouth turns upward at the ends. – I feel movement, worried sloshing. Other rumbles than I […]

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