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Lullaby From Room 8116

Lullaby From Room 8116

“Come lay down beside me.” She patted the blanket by her side where pillows surrounded her, creating a nest. I laid down in the nest. “Here, hold my hand,” she said about the hands that are so much like my sister’s. I placed my hand on top of her soft skin to hold her...
For Our Mothers Who are In Heaven

For Our Mothers Who are In Heaven

At the hem of Christ’s cloak you wept. At the foot of Christ’s glory you bowed. At the center of centuries you stood, one with the resurrected One, who with two scarred hands, wiped away your tears. For you were convinced that neither death nor life…nor anything else...
White Air

White Air

A song through the wind to my ears. Robin withdraws from spatting sparrows to tiptoe through white air. Wordless, sparks in mist, crystal airwaves of the morning sky land on my hood. I sense your presence, unseen and formless. Or is it here I see you? Low branches,...
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...

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