Budding into New Blooms of Light

The light comes in the morning           like a new creation as the darkness divides           and we see all that is good All living things           have their moment of hope                       reaching high into heaven And we like them           feel the green shoots bursting within           budding into new blooms of light.

The Forces of the Universe

. Nothing between the trees and the far star . So open to the forces of the universe . And I share Their vulnerability. . Van Gogh, 'The Starry Night'

New Blooms of Light

~ The light comes in the morning . Like a new creation . As the darkness divides . And we see all that is good . All living things . Have their moment of hope . Reaching high into heaven . And we like them . Feel the green shoots bursting within . Budding into …

Tones of Happiness

~ A robin sang from the branches of a winter tree ~ His belly was as bright as the day his breast red as the sunset ~ Gracing my winter spirit with tones of happiness. ~

Song of Creation

~ First words of recognition dance upon our lips ~ Then we perceive the pattern of the mystery ~ The connectedness of our mortality ~ The infinity of all that surrounds us ~ And sustains us like a parent ~ And beyond this the insight ~ That God is beyond within and through all ~ …

Bounding and Being

. Let me sing Of the joy of creation . As the light sings In the morning . Let me sing Of the skies and the stars . The evening And the dawning . Let me sing Of the life of the creatures . Their bounding And being . Let me sing Of water and …

Cell by Cell

. Cell by cell I was made in my mother’s womb . I was hidden from all human sight . But your eyes saw my unformed body . Your hands fashioned me before my mind was made. .

Vulnerability

. Nothing Between the trees . And the far Star . So Open . To the forces Of the universe . And I share Their vulnerability. . Image by Denny Franzkowiak from Pixabay

Let Me Sing

. Let me sing Of the joy of creation . As the light sings In the morning . Let me sing Of the skies and the stars . The evening And the dawning . Let me sing Of the life of the creatures . Their bounding And being . Let me sing Of water and …

The Conception

. I came From nothing . Only love Made me . And a miracle Inside my mother . And God’s hand  Upon his newest temple. .