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Listen Wait Putter Putz

Listen Wait Putter Putz

I open my eyes and wonder what Words await while the sound of rain on the porch roof catches me by surprise. Listen, wait, putter, putz. The open umbrella left to dry billows like a chest taking in air. I inhale, exhaling as the truck idles beside the sidewalk out...
To the Lighthouse

To the Lighthouse

A breath, a breeze, a wave frozen in time. A seagull sketched above the horizon then erased. A thought, a word. A memory lingers and fades. Morning walk, the eye— the lamp of the body as Nature speaks, distilling Deity. A trunk, a twig. A nest rests precariously. In...
To Hope

To Hope

I sometimes forget about you You are abstract Love has it so much better Doesn’t she? But who is Love Without you? We can see Love In her eyes In her smiles In her tears We can’t see you But Hope seen Is not Hope! Love needs you, Hope Don’t disappear...
Taking It All In

Taking It All In

Eyes clear, ears open. Each stone a stepping stone, not one impedes your progress. The veil discloses gray forms, edges and outlines only, yet above and beyond, energy—ever-active, inventive, protective—in and around us, comes. This chance at Life. The yearning for...
While We Wait

While We Wait

Drenched in water too weighty to rise, teetering on a precipice above the currents of the deep, Elements floating, stirring, are swirled into perfect harmony– Out of reach, a prayer remains Unanswered. One move too soon, it could sink. So we wait. Buoyant in...
Do You Hear the Song?

Do You Hear the Song?

Why Jeremiah? I woke up thinking about Jeremiah, the Weeping Prophet. He Was all ready to quit when God asked him something Like this: do you want To race with the crowd or run With Horses? What does That mean? I doubt it Was about fame or fortune. He was weary. Yet,...
Pouring a Cup…Need One?

Pouring a Cup…Need One?

I don’t know about you, but I need to breathe in a soothing scent. Coffee it is. The water is boiling, our cups are set. I’ve opened up His Love Letter to us. It’s over here on the table, come sit with me? There is this section that I keep thinking about. Look with me...
Twenty-four Hours

Twenty-four Hours

Twenty-four hours, That’s all we have. What’s past is Gone. Do not try to Carry it with you Along the path forward. We Have today and just Today, to live with Peace, to experience Joy And To breathe in Love. Set to task. Only You can do what is being Asked...
In the Dim Light of Dusk

In the Dim Light of Dusk

In the dim light of Dusk, following the season’s First snow, Todd unloads The dishwasher. Stacks Of ceramic, handfuls of Silver are gleaming And put in place. I Lie there, listening. Moments Are measured. Cupboards’ Metal magnets snap Shut from shaky hinges while...

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