Lately I’ve been befriending the morning, For more than a sunrise and a few quiet moments; First light tells me an unfinished story Of man… Read more »
Who among us, were we kidnapped twice,
Between age sixteen and twenty-two,
Being carried away to a faraway isle,
I lie on rocky ground
While drifting in and out of dreams
One dream which I have found
Is more realistic than it seems
His new role as he protected
Mary and her child’s life.
in following her lead I’d reach the goal
Since she leads always to her son.
And I thirst,
But the worst
Is this sand.
I can feel the world changing and see the dawning of new life. The Son is risen! If it’s really true we’ve the world to… Read more »
The stone is not rolled back away as yet; The sunlight of the sabbath still prevails. One last sabbath days rest – for Him; we… Read more »
“Defending us in Battle,” What’s that mean? I don’t see any evidence of war: No swords or shields or fire that I’ve seen, So what… Read more »
I entered and knelt down,
Saw one other there,
But he soon crossed himself and left.
Hearing no other sound,
I thought, “Is this fair?”
Of companions, your house: bereft.