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Unfinished
Silk, the colour of home patterned anew knotted behind; her fingers ache to run through his hair, silk upon silk; almost done. She leaves her gift on the bed, silk upon silk, runs to the airport, where she waits
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Truth
Truth is not proud, running his calloused hands across the welt of guilt, knowing good from evil, deliverance from dependence on temptation to sway the scales. Truth is not innocent of the burden of each deficit of decency, quavering … Continue reading
Mortar
blood & dust, water, sand, bone and sinew, wet cement slapped, nails etching names within the walls
Magi
Stargazers, seeking signs in the old, cold light of the heavens; startled to find God’s grace reflected instead by the bright tears of a child, if only they will stoop so low to pay him homage.
Unmoved
It is not my place to regret the turning of the earth upon its axis, nor to mourn the passing of the year, the starlight winked and blinked across the empty spaces, fallen, finally, at our feet, and gone. It … Continue reading
Shoulder season
The Spirit keeps reaching, gripping my shoulders, telling me to sit, stay a while. Over my shoulder, promising, promising soon, soon, surging on to one more thing, I feel the snag of her fingers between my bones, aching from raking … Continue reading
The Feast of St Andrew
“No, the word is very near to you; it is in your mouth and in your heart for you to observe.” (Deuteronomy 30:14) “And he said to them, ‘Follow me …’ Immediately they left their nets and followed him.” (Matthew … Continue reading
Posted in holy days, lectionary reflection, poetry, prayer
Tagged call, Deuteronomy 30:14, disciples, Jesus, Matthew 4:18-22, St Andrew
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Be still and know
Because it is in silence that we hear behind the chaos of our own hearts the stillness of God suspended awaiting our creation
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Election day prayer
“My kingdom is not of this world, you say, yet, “The kingdom of God is at hand.” And so we wait, and watch, and vote, and pray, “Thy kingdom come,” all the while hoping that each small act of kindness, … Continue reading
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Tagged #election2016, kingdom of God, kingdom of heaven
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All Hallows Eve
spirits wake the crones take bones and withered skin to dance by starlight feigning beauty phoenix feather passion soon consumed, confused the saints dream resurrection, raise a hymn of praise against the silence of the night a cowl thrown across … Continue reading