Inhaling deeply, slowly,
We invite you into us.
Fill our lungs, our hearts, our minds.
Exhaling fully, intentionally,
Make us witnesses of your obvious grace. Continue reading Variation On the Lord’s Prayer — III
Things like “Beauty” and “Truth” are concepts so over-used, so easily and carelessly thrown around in society and government and families that I sometimes wonder how often anyone really stops to think about what those words mean. We may battle back and forth on talk shows or in Starbucks about what Truth is, where it comes from, or what things are truly Beautiful, but how many of us take enough time to stop and simply experience Truth or sense the Beauty all around us? In Nature. In Action. In Stillness. Continue reading Trying to Be There
fractured skies weeping
prisms slinging paint
we run inside to safety Continue reading “…the property of rain is to wet and fire to burn;”
I stand with an unfocused stare
at the ground and the bleeding bird
surprised by my aim and the weight
of the gun pulling down my right arm
surprised by the woman who runs
from the porch at the front of her house. Continue reading Woodpecker
Whitewashing trees in heavy coats,
The talons of the blackbird shift and crunch
And, seeking our flesh, find purchase.
The mind is a tree with no leaves,
A home to birds and squirrels and clusters of insects.
It is a perfect specimen, carved with initials and hearts and absolutes. Continue reading Blackbird Antiphon