Do this in remembrance of me in dining rooms after soccer games and swim meets; next to strangers over oysters and Chardonnay; in shadows of water tanks and graffiti cries; under cement ceilings and raining rocket raids. Do this in remembrance of me under seashore umbrellas and piles of rubble; in fallow olive groves andContinue reading “Until I Come”
Adirondack chairs always come in twos. And yet mine sits solitary in the sun near the wet grass always resting in her deep longing for a mate like a turtle dove must when she’s alone. Birds walk the tight rope of her back and her broad arms are faithful to carry coffee mugs, journals andContinue reading “One Adirondack Chair”
Put your breath in my lungs and your words in my mouth. May my hands be your tools and your love fill the earth.
Maybe it’s not so much about escaping the noise of life for the hush of the woods to discover a place for my soul to listen, but about leaning in close to the open spaces that faithfully abide between each breath.
I see that you are here, your head aching and your hands lined with your years. I am not afraid to touch you, though your eyes water and you feel forgotten. If you could reach out a hand to touch his cloak, you would. If you could fall at his feet, trembling and seen, youContinue reading “The Forgotten”
May you join with our Lord Jesus in calling on our Father. May you feel our Father’s presence in your lungs – in your inhale and in your exhale. May you have eyes that see the presence of the kingdom now and celebrate; may you have eyes that notice the kingdom’s absence and then bringContinue reading “The Lord’s Prayer, A Blessing”
by Hassani Hussein Amid the confusion, the chaos and the pain A man emerged, Jesus was his name. Walking with nothing but God as his aid And the marks of a Great One between his shoulder blades. In a barn the revelation came. Gabriel said, “Mary, you will have a Son and Jesus will beContinue reading “Untitled”
I am torn by this baby’s birth just as I am by the spring when it arrives suddenly out of long days and hushed grays. Greens push out of damp earth with such promise and my soul opens to the light, cautious of what could be exposed. Springs have come before only to leave meContinue reading “A Woman”
More Grace I chased after saving grace panting like I do for the salty ocean air. Once I knew it was there waiting to be swallowed, my lungs could hardly hold, so starved they were. You know what it’s like – all the things of the world offered to you when your body is weakContinue reading “More Grace”