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Focus

Focus

The day’s begun, I bow my head, and whisper words beneath the sun. Bring power and majesty to this earth so that within all life there is rebirth. I will not doubt Your Presence, still; but lift my eyes up to the hill. Send down Your grace and teach me love....
Immanuel

Immanuel

The last of the leaves linger on the low branches. I can just barely make out fall’s final statement of color on the trees. They stand exposed as the howl of the wind whistles through the sinews and tendons extending skyward. The air is icy, breath crystallized,...
True Light

True Light

I look at the lights on our tree and wonder if there was a send-off party before He came here. Were lights strung on trees there? And ribbons wrapped around gifts for Him in honor of the Gift He would give to us? I wonder if He met with Moses, debated with Deborah,...

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We wait Long days, noise, silence Chilled, weakened Fruit has not yet appeared But see wonders Promises of rebirth In you Around you

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