The Journey Waits For Us All

"A journey into the second half of our own lives awaits us all" Falling Upward, Richard Rohr, p.vii The journey Waits for us all And for each There is a different way To encounter Life’s mysteries As if no one path Could ever conclude The endlessness Of eternity. Falling Upward is a book by Richard …

Transforming, Revealing Light

. Transforming Revealing light . That touches all visible All invisible life . Hold us For eternity . In your mercy In your might. .

The Soul is a Castle

The soul Is a castle Where God visits And stays For the night And the day And for all Of eternity So immeasurably Glorious Is our soul's hidden Infinity. ~ Inspired by 'The Interior Castle' by St. Teresa of Avila. This website 'chunks' the book into readable sections: click HERE to read. .

Life Begins with Divinity

Life begins With divinity From there It is a short step To infinity Each day A journey Nearer eternity. . Image by torstensimon from Pixabay

Ocean of Light

  . Raised to the infinite grace of life and love . I plunged into eternity conscious of nothing created . Absorbed in the infinity of godliness . That ocean of light where nothing is seen . But God In all things. .

To Fly Towards Eternity

. The red Of tragedy . The white Of purity . Forgiveness Frees the soul . To fly Towards eternity. .

In Love There May Yet Be An Answer

Singing in Pain #1 ~ Evil Co-existing with good ~ The riddle Of life’s complexity ~ Smirking Insiduously ~ As our minds Attempt to align ~ The paradoxes Of eternity ~ Yet the heart Responds ~ With compassion And mercy ~ And in love somewhere There may yet be ~ An Answer. ~ “The problem …

Their Songs Were Of The Fragrances of Heaven

He became a tree             and his arms were branches                         where birds would settle and sing And their songs were of             the fragrances of heaven and their music             was the taste of the banquet                         that is shared throughoutall eternity. Inspired by an episode from The Little Flowers of St. Francs of …

Passing

As summer passed into autumnSo you passed from life To that season we call deathOr eternal life And even though your breathEnded in a mystery So spirit survivesTo be born Again nowAnd in eternity. ~

There is an End

There is an end to the silent wailing of the heart . The anxious furrow of the mind stretches not to eternity . And as night is succeeded by day so the weight of your world . Will drift joyfully, imperceptibly away. .