What great mystery is this? The sun turns dark as light perpetual emerges. The eternal chooses death for the sake of the mortal. The boasters have fled. The meek keep vigil. A pagan finds truth. Priests remain in darkness. A mother is given to a son. A son is given to the ages. The demons … Continue reading Good Friday…
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There is a Warm Wind…
blowing across the city tonight. Windows are rolled down. Curtains float in the air. Furnaces are silent. The grass is brown but not for long. The trees are bare but budding. People are stirring from their slumber. Its late in winter but there is a warm wind blowing over the city. The world seems to … Continue reading There is a Warm Wind…
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Your Spring…
has come early this year. The air is warm. The earth gives up its cold. Ice becomes fresh water. Trees and people wake from their winter slumber. So it is with me. I am waiting for Your spring. Tired and frosted, my face turns towards Your sun. Out from snowy darkness and bathed in light. … Continue reading Your Spring…
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Thoughts…
How do I love you God? Not tolerate, not obey, but love? Mystics clamor for you. I do my duty. They say when You meet them all is well and soul and source are one. I do my duty. I know in my mind. I believe in the facts. I trust the witnesses. I obey … Continue reading Thoughts…
The Beautiful Path 