Tell me please as I haven't the wisdom. Which of Christ's brothers should die so I may not be considered a coward? Which of His sister's must I make widow, and which of His children fatherless? My heart is overwhelmed. Hard salt tears are my prayer. Devils rejoice as I stammer out hopes, and wishes, … Continue reading Ukraine
Category: Verse
January 23
Only you, Lord, do I seek, My haven, my rest, my constant in change. Only you, Lord, do I seek, My spring in the desert, my gentle snow. In the night when my soul is tired I find your rest. In the day when work encompasses me I know your strength. In my broken moments … Continue reading January 23
A Prayer…
My Lord, I know not what I ought to ask of Thee. Thou and Thou alone knowest my needs. Thou lovest me more than I am able to love Thee. O Father, grant unto me, Thy servant, all which I cannot ask. For a cross I dare not ask, nor for consolation; I dare only … Continue reading A Prayer…
Warba, Minnesota…
Warba is on Highway 2 181 souls surrounded by nothing in particular 2 churches. 1 garage, and 1 bar With a main street mostly vacant and shuttered What makes people live in such a place Where most of what you need is somewhere else? Perhaps its force of habit, Roots that will not release their … Continue reading Warba, Minnesota…
Night Verse #1
stars and wind and night and the beginning of autumn the streets go quiet as the lights go on from house to house the world settles to its rest, now the day is spent with its controversy and the sweat of the brow to sleep, as the poet says, and perchance to dream and in … Continue reading Night Verse #1
Kristo Azukkide…
And on this night When hell is broken and withered Where light ineffable pierces gloom of night Angels sing, with choirs of saints beyond number Those who wait in shadows See sunlight with the break of morning And on this night I see Your grave, and mine to come Without fear and without the eyes of shame … Continue reading Kristo Azukkide…
There’s a Cool Breeze…
blowing through the windows as night settles in on my neighborhood. It's the kind of cool breeze that whispers of a summer fading and the autumn to come. Short warm days, cool and dark nights, everything settling in its seasons. Its been hot and dry and dry and hot for what seems like forever. The … Continue reading There’s a Cool Breeze…
From John Donne…
Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so, For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee, Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow, And soonest … Continue reading From John Donne…
From Robert Service…
Let us be thankful, Lord, for little things - The song of birds, the rapture of the rose; Cloud-dappled skies, the laugh of limpid springs, Drowned sunbeams and the perfume April blows; Bronze wheat a-shimmer, purple shade of trees - Let us be thankful, Lord of Life, for these! Let us be praiseful, Sire, for … Continue reading From Robert Service…
There is Nothing…
I want, Lord, so much as to know that you are with me and that I am in the place you wish me to be. Knowing this I can be anywhere. Without this knowledge I will be alone and fragile even in paradise. Yet my eyes are dim, my thoughts too, and more often than not … Continue reading There is Nothing…