Thursday, February 19, 2015

Ashes to Ashes

Fiery substance falls, light as a feather.
Cooling and disintegrating into tiny particles
Which drop, imperceptibly,
though constant, until it builds up
Enough for us to notice.

Get out the dust-rag!
Wipe away the grime!
Only to find a new sprinkling
Tomorrow and the day after
And the day after.

From dust we all came, to dust we all return,
Ebbing and flowing, imperceptibly, though constant,
Until we notice there is a great cloud of witnesses
Urging us on, helping us see the beauty
Of our unending lives remembered in the mystery.

Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust.
Fallen, yet raised to life eternal.
Giving us for today – and for all tomorrows – 
The hope of Easter.

Friday, December 6, 2013



God shut the preacher’s mouth!
Poor old, Zechariah...
So faithful, so much to tell...

Yet God shut the preacher’s mouth!
Did Zechariah need the silence?
Did he quiet his mind as well?

When God shut the preacher’s mouth...
Did the common folk panic?
Did they manage to find their own way?

God shut the preacher’s mouth...
Wonder of wonders.
In the quiet, I wonder who heard God.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013



the Shoulds and Guilts knocked on my door,
long-time neighbors, they.
so prim and proper, dressed to the hilt,
heads held high ... righteous

i welcome them in,
offered them a glass of heady wine,
chatted, gossiped,
discussed surpassing the Joneses

oxygen seeped from the room
leaving me feeling so very small,
knowing i could not fulfill
such vain and grand schemes

another knock -- my neighbors, the Mercies
over from next door, with packages.
home-baked bread, sweet jam,
butter and tea to share at our klatch

they, too, i welcomed in,
offered them a place to sit,
invited them to partake, and
all were lifted by comfort-filled discourse

light filled the room, warmth
and delicious fresh air.
the Mercies, giving life to the party,
allowed all to simply Be 

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Am I Alone?

I was there
I was center

I noticed  -- my eye

I became we

Wednesday, October 23, 2013


we gather together

we are thankful

we share a meal

we share our lives

simply bread?


lovely table?


much, much more...

we do this in remembrance

loving spirits beside us

dreams and memories

blending in candlelight

year after year after year


Monday, October 21, 2013

Letting Go

Submitted by rakshasa on FanPop

turning leaves have a way of making me look at life a bit differently

stopped by their beauty, i long to pause and take a deep breath

to sense the maturing of life
and consider the beauty and growth
that comes from the the waning of life

so many life cycles

so many beginnings and endings

if i took a lesson from the autumn leaves,
would i hold on so tightly?
would i fear the coming season?
would i doubt rebirth?
would i sing or would i wail?

if the leaves took a lesson from me,
would they give their gift so freely?

turning leaves
teach me to let go
teach me to be