Always and Everywhere

. Always and everywhere Present . Present in silence Present in song . Present in sunshine And also in darkness . When I walk And when I wait . When I rest And when I rise . Everywhere hidden Everywhere shown . Everywhere lingering To make himself known. .

In Contemplation

~ To wait In the presence . Of God For the consolation . Of the angels Offered now . Through Contemplation. . from a sequence inspired by Andrei Rublev's icon, "The Holy Trinity", and by Henri Nouwen's essay on the icon in "Behold the Beauty of the Lord" . Andrei Rublev, "The Holy Trinity"

Illuminate the Darkness

~ This is another poem from my collection "In Times of Crisis", written during lockdown . Again I wait for the dawn . It is like waiting For the good news . To arrive Each day in its brightness . And illuminate the world My soul in its darkness. . Image by Albrecht Fietz from …

Begin Again

. Stepping away From active life . We left The battle . And the pain In silence . We waited For God . And for life To begin again. .

Desiring to Bless

 Always desiring to bless             the arms once memorably . Spread in pain             wait to rest . And bleed love             that will soak the spirit . Dye in new colours             the garments of life. . from 'Returning to the Father', a sequence inspired by Henri Nouwen's book about Rembrandt's painting of Jesus' …

Wait

Andrei Rublev's icon "The Holy Trinity" inspires me, and this is another piece inspired by Henri Nouwen's book exploring icons, called "Behold the Beauty of the Lord". . Descend With the mind . Into The heart . And wait Wait . Wait In the presence . Of God. .

The Search for Significance

The search For significance . Drives some To action . Others To escape . In addictions Of the soul . For me There is the silence . That settles Meaningfully . Suggestively As I wait . And I pray To my God. .

Days of Silence

  These days Of silence   Are a time Of recovery   When the soul’s Like a chrysalis   Curled and waiting For transformation.  

Waiting

  In between   The darkness vanished   The dawn not yet begun   We wait with absence   Trembling in empty hearts.