Within four walls I sit contented, contemplating a peaceful return but I'm waiting for a moment to permit worthy action; to the East the closet doors smile gently through the cracks of shallow shadow to the South the credenza drawers emit an antique aura of stale bounty to the West window glass gleams with manufactured… Continue reading Knock at the Door
Category: angels
Star Mass
I was sulking on the curb tired of riding my bike around in circles, unsure where I should go, and wondering where my brothers had gone off to all afternoon. but you never asked me I was spooked when, sitting on Memere's lap in the kitchen, I saw the image of Jesus floating upwards just on the… Continue reading Star Mass
Opening
Nine stars hover in an awkward collection of ambition, strife, anger, ebullience and wanting. Tentative questions reach and reach again for deeper understanding. How lovely do we shine with conscientious humility! Sparks of happy energy burn into tender flesh...unleashing cords of suffering that we'd coiled up neatly for safe keeping in small, dry spaces. We… Continue reading Opening
Picket Fences
Three children run in circles under the warm shade of an oak tree too tall to soften the searing heat. Bare feet clap with the cool grass -- earth worms piously churn the soil to renew the wet skin of Nature. Three children careless of the perspiration bleeding through their pores, and heedless of the… Continue reading Picket Fences
Going Nowhere
Where does the wind go? Where does it begin? One moment the air is still, only a gentle breath kissing the blades of grass. Another moment dried leaves stand at attention then tumble forward, torn brutally from the hard earth into a feverish force. Flower petals tear away. Beings with wings soar above or shelter… Continue reading Going Nowhere
