like water

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like
water
rushing in
trees sing in the breeze, 
in the gale at the end of the
world. sun drops over the edge, spinning world, straining to
break free, by gravity held, trapped
like me as night drops
like water
in the
trees

(3 June 2013)

Cold Winds

Cold winds,

the sharp edge

of winter — hard

and solid and blue —

fires dull fields to green

as slate-grey trees

their secret lives

reveal.

Chemin de Jerusalem

“Openness is not something to be acquired, but a radical gift that has been lost and must be recovered.’ Thomas Merton

I walk slowly seemingly without aim or direction, gaze down to flowering tiles, waver, feel lost, yet see the way leads always to the center

(22 June 2012)

Who I Am

“To say that I am made in the image of God is to say that love is the reason for my existence, for God is love. Love is my true identity. Selflessness is my true self. Love is my true character. Love is my name.”   Thomas Merton. New Seeds of Contemplation

Through bone-wrapped eyes, through murky vitreous,
through matter grey, lightning emotions flying
at the speed of light through my
tunnel vision, I focused on what was
just beyond the
end of my
nose.

I did not create that small voice
singing sweetly in
my ringing
ears;

but just before dawn, fingers numb,
hair disordered by the
western breeze
blinding
me
to Your love,

I heard Your voice!

Now the warmth of morning
cradles me
like
open hands.

Now I know
who I am.

(24 May 2012)

How Beautiful (from Isaiah 52:7)

"The inspirations of the Holy Ghost are quiet, for God speaks in the silent depths of the spirit. "Thomas Merton

How beautiful 

on the mountain

are the feet of him 

who treads

bright paths of

freedom!

From winter's

gray day he

sings into being

new life

peace

and eternal 

light!