Category: Faith


the fingers of dawn


i am
the fingers of dawn,
stretching forth
relentlessly
against the darkness
…….
extending my heart,
awestruck by the gift,
the beauty,
and the miracle
of a new day
…….
touched; awakened
realigned and healed:
i am soul; i am heart
i am spirit:
i am prayer

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undulating perfection


so many winding roads
paths connected…….paths tangent
paths unseen…….even paths unknown
yet none are bespoken
to the seeking lamb
for all are somehow inherent
in his universe
for all he knows…….all he sees
has at its center
that life-long love
around which all paths
gather themselves
with the undulating perfection
of birds in flight

converstaion


i have an Egyptian friend who runs a little store down the street…….we often talk about our faiths and one day he said that it was interesting that we could be friends and still be so far apart in our approach to God…….i told him that my Word says that if any man truly seeks God, he will find Him, and i asked him if his word said the same…….he said yes it does…….and i answered, then perhaps we are not so far apart after all…….then came a broad grin and a hug between to men and 2 faiths

thoughts


the sun settles early
on a cold November night
measuring
the depth of a soul
in flashes of
dying light
bouncing across the ripples
of my pond

life is faint
in the passing of the day
for the pedal
in the water
seeking that last
glimpse of light
in its dying dance
upon the waves

yet still i see the
miracle of promise
written in the
soft folds of
the rose pedal
who is its last hour
shared a life
with me

My Prayer


for the wholeness of thy people
may we come together
in Your power and Your glory
that we may ponder the beauty of God
in still waters and quiet spaces
may we hear the voice of God
whispered in the wind
may we find the stillness of God
in shimmer of the rainbow,
melding the moods of heaven and earth
in our seasons of beginnings and endings,
in our days darkness and light

Tribute


i am reminded
of the harried patterns
within timeless moments;
images…….
in the confluence
of time and eternity,
stark…….
in the endless interaction between
the living and the dead…….
alive in the moment…….
only moments apart.

I Am Prayer


I am prayer:
A soul
Cast into life…….
As both battlefield
And temple.

I am prayer:
Broken to pieces
Scattered…….
In a breathless
Beseeching.

I am prayer:
And I burn
To Love’s eternal fire;
There to glow
Like a satisfied desire…….

ROSESONG, a gentle haiku:


i am the music
and pulse of another life
a resonant chord

i am life…….in life
evoking life, in the rhythms
of my gentle sigh

a wistful nightsong
like the yearning of the rose
musing with the dew

in notes of promise
stirring life in the lyric
of a gentle rain

to be a bearer
in the promise that is life
is promise enough

to be life is life
rising ever into Him
song to living song

Riddle in Haiku


riddle-in-hyku

waters of the soul
a glass imagination
lie deep in questions

life lives in questions
in the tension of the search
the thrill of seeking

the journey is all
journey is destination
soul discovery

In All Love


lover-is-love

In all love
there is a love begetting,
a love begotten,
and a love proceeding…….
love in the fountain
and love in the stream
are both the same…….
equal in timeless glory
love…….flowing
from the lover
is the lover
coming alive within
his beloved…….
love in the bosom
is the parent of love…….
love in flow
is the event of love…….
and love within another
is the glory of love.