The Fewness of the Saved

https://youtu.be/ykkFVxxGJaE

Joann Nelander

Growing in Virtue by Small, Sustained Mortifications

https://youtu.be/E4UxZ965w2M

Joann Nelander

The Vortex—They Can’t Be Trusted. Period.

https://youtu.be/-YGtH2X2BFw

Joann Nelander

Music of Mother

In my beginning,
You were there,
Constant in the throbs
That matched my own.

When I came forth
Into the light
Into the cold,
You were my warmth,
Enfolding.

Now, you carry me,
At your bosom,
I sway gently
With your every move.

Even in sleep,
As in our earlier days,
With you surrounding me,
Your rhythm is comfort,
And your heartbeat, a lullaby.

Embraced, at your breast,
I learn the dance,
Loving,
I follow your lead.

©2016 Joann Nelander