Seek grace before bliss. To seek bliss, Is to seek the gift May be to shun the Giver. Who conjures dreams matters. My pleasure may spring From forbidden springs. Before I entrust Myself to gods, Should I not seek To discern “truths” From Truth. Come, come, O, kind Spirit of Truth, Though You contradict my … Continue reading
Be Ready for the Infant King
The Holy Night by Carlo Maratta Who will come to the stable On Christmas Day? And what will they take away? Wise men, steadfast and earnest, came, Instead of palace music, They heard the donkey brae. A lowly sound and sight, Yet their wonder unallayed. Many come rejoicing, To behold the Newborn King, Bowing low, … Continue reading
Wanting To
To kiss the whole world, To scoop it close in wild embrace, To feel its heart beat pulsing as my own, Its passion and its pain, To hug it closer still, Letting its cry touch me, To bring it through the wall of my own flesh, Deep into my sol where spirits intertwine, I want … Continue reading
Dreams Dreamt Before
Oh, I’ve waken to new sunshine of dawns risen o’er the hills. I’ve swum in quivering rivers, and climbed in flight as gulls. I’ve shown bright with each moonlight, and fallen with each star. I’ve feathered clouds with soft down and sprinkled rain afar, I’ve snuggled to a blade of grass, and clutched a rose … Continue reading
