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Heaven’s Rhythm

Heaven’s Rhythm

Heart be still to heaven’s sound as the gull’s call greets the day. Joy, water’s ripples ever-widening, beyond all senses, beyond all knowledge, still bears fruit from long years’ past. Love’s rhythm alone shall last. 7 7 5 5 5 5 7...
Old Van Metaphor

Old Van Metaphor

Old white van parked on the roadside, mud speckled in snow. Marble streaks and tire tracks from window frame could be a photograph. Consider miles traveled through rain and ice, her engine puttering sparks of life as shiny sedans and semi road hogs blast their horns....
In Memory of all that is Dee Light Full

In Memory of all that is Dee Light Full

Just as the whiff of lavender wafted through the air of my bedroom a year ago this week—and I was certain it was her—my mother’s essence had enveloped me as I sat reading the Creation story. In seven days, what was unseen became seen. At the end of Mom’s last...

First To Final Breath

In the beginning God created.  Formless and empty darkness covered the deep place of her soul.  The Spirit of God was hovering, protecting, participating in the creative work.  God spoke into her light. He knew Light was Good. He separated light from darkness for her...

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