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The Lodestar

The Lodestar

In the night, when ego has fled, selfsinks into bed and soul rises to its Keeper. Motives awakened, He traces His fingersacross dreams, morning separating night, joints from marrow, soul from spirit. Is it strange that He gives talentsand abilities then uses...
The Lodestar

The Lodestar

In the night, when ego has fled, self sinks into bed and soul rises to its Keeper. Motives awakened, He traces His fingers across dreams, morning separating night, joints from marrow, soul from spirit. Is it strange that He gives talents and abilities then uses...
True Light: Seeing Advent

True Light: Seeing Advent

Fanny sleeps, Mary Watches as Todd fixes the Window that blew off The house. I breath in The scent of pine and coffee And wonder if there Was a send-off. I Look at the lights on our tree And wonder if Christ Met with Moses or Walked with the Father beside Glistening...
I’m Here Sis

I’m Here Sis

I heard a child This morning Ask her mother, “Why do leaves Have to die?” as she Crunched through a pile of brown crumbles On the sidewalk. “The colors were So pretty!” she said. “Where Did they go?” I didn’t hear The mother’s Response. Maybe I would have said, “We...

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