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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...
the warm and cold days of november

the warm and cold days of november

it’s mid november when everthing is painted in muted tones with textures still defined before the snow falls—a good time to hike! we drove to kettle moraine this past week, when it hit the 70s! todd took the day off. we stopped at fiddleheads in cedarburg first for...
When Death Becomes Light

When Death Becomes Light

It was a silky, milky Scene this past Sunday Beyond the lake bluff. The horizon had been erased, Reminding me of the day That had reminded me of The first of the last seven days of my mother’s life. There had been no divide Between water and Sky, heaven and...
Where the Eagle Soars

Where the Eagle Soars

At Eagle River, I am reminded, we mount up On wings like eagles. In humility, We must know how to come down. Face things as they are! Still, O heart, be still. Water appears like glass as Birds fly branch to branch. Mind, body and soul, “Be still, know that I am God.”...
Haiku On A Fall Day

Haiku On A Fall Day

Red sweatshirt on girl Red winged blackbird flying free Red barge heading out Red roof on beach house Red motorcycle on path Red car passing by Red leaves hang from branch Green leaves turning yellow-orange We all start...

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