Like a heathen, I let the sun warm me awake And thought of Donne but rose alone To wander a wooded lane well-dressed with summer sun In silence broken by bird call But no soul to break my fast. The wind walked lightly in treetops Gossiping of nature things And rabbits guarding the brush edgesContinue reading “Like a Heathen”
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Psalm 2
I will trust the Lord. My heart does not understand His ways Nor can my mind follow his designs. His artist’s skill surpasses my conception And his plans overwhelm my anticipation. Yet I will empty myself before Him; I will wait on His Word with hope. God is the sole keeper of my life; WithoutContinue reading “Psalm 2”
Psalm 1
Sound, trumpets; Proclaim the day of the Lord. Clang, cymbals; Make a joyous noise. Sing, seraphim. Sing, cherubim. Witness to the glory of the Lord God Almighty. There is no other higher, There is no other purer, There is no other brighter, Than the Morning Star Rising, risen, reigning. StillContinue reading “Psalm 1”
Where Does a Prayer End?
Where does a prayer end? Does it drop like a tear Into the dirt and there dissolve in mud Or like a vapor rise and fade into thin air? Let it run like a river of air where choler Will push or pull the muse’s mood For prayer is semi-divine, the illicit talk Of aContinue reading “Where Does a Prayer End?”
Liberty
Starch resistant survivors scratching existence out of mountain sides, Turning rocks into bread and weeping as covetous kings steal lambs, Will rise like rivers and sweep restraint into the sea. Liberty is a peasant woman seeking to feed her children And she teaches them first to die Before surrendering to the oppression of the un-likeminded,Continue reading “Liberty”
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