Waiting. McMuffin breakfast and coffee. Music playing: doesn't make the coffee taste any better. U2. Consoling, familiar: "In the Name of Love." Imago Dei - the crucified. Love's true name. Tears. Fighting back the sobbing. Why? For my pain? For hers, for my friends? It's all in a weave. Drawn to Him as he hangs. … Continue reading Waiting…
Category: Poetry
more on COVID 19
Damaclesian steel. Violent in movement, back and fro. Set to create chaos as it swings To watch, helpless, havoc wreaked. The delicate balance, so fragile it seems, disturbed, upended, uncertainty reigns. Only memory recalls that all will be well that equilibrium will return again. The form is all gone, the foundations shaken Routine … Continue reading more on COVID 19
On Divine Love
To see what cannot be seen, what is hidden in plain sight. What was there all along. To see essence and beauty and causation because of a new light. And the scales fell and were gone. You called His name, He drew near to you, you reached out in trust and faith And He held … Continue reading On Divine Love
Before the dawn
First light counts in the morning songthat flies on the light moist air.Of birds and bees in compound timethat knows no bounds.They don't recall the night just gone or woes of day beforeThey sing a timeless song of praise for us to sing along.
A word on grief
If only words could take away, the pain, the loss you feel today,Then I would speak and never cease, until you found your inner peace.But we know that's not how this goes, and each in her own way as God only knows,Just rest in Him who knows each hair and over time he'll take you … Continue reading A word on grief
On COVID 19
There came a day that none foresaw,when nothing would as was before.When all we knew just fell away.We all knew where we were that day. All we held to, everything dearseemed to evaporate in fearour worlds then shrunk to home alonewas this an end or just begun? And when the trappings fall awaywhen all we've … Continue reading On COVID 19
Holy Saturday
In between: a shadow land silence, pain, foreboding. side and feet, the nailed hands, blood drenched earth. End's beginning tension building silence as the blackness roars. hold out for the third day's dawning a day as never was before. “To be sure, it was not Easter Sunday but Holy Saturday, but, the more … Continue reading Holy Saturday
Father and Son
Who can know the reasons why, that some will live and some will die. That hearts will break and tears will flow, why such pain, we may not know. He knows each hair upon our heads knows our hurt, our fears, our dread He longs to draw us close to Him To soothe us, to … Continue reading Father and Son
Marion Bay
You set the boundaries to the seas, You gave the heavens their place. You created order from the chaos. You gave every created thing its place to be, In the air, on the land and in the sea. And you made us over it as gift. Who are we that You should so … Continue reading Marion Bay
finding Hope
Where is the light? Whence comes the morn? It seems like forever this darkness. My heart is grown weary, my mind’s eyes grow dim, My soul is overcome by the sadness. When all hope seems gone, and the night travels on Like the dragging of heavy feet in the snow. When nothing seems real, … Continue reading finding Hope









