Death with Dignity? There is no dignity in dying. It is dissolution, Libation poured out, The empty glass. Dignity rests with the soul, Persists, despite soiled garments, Perseveres, midst death’s indignities. It clothes the soul in hope. Despite the tale the mirror tells. Dignity confronts our demons. It rises as limbs refuse us, To fly … Continue reading
Onesimus
Lord make this useless beggar useful. Like the returning Prodigal Nothing recommends me, And everyone but You Condemns me, For my rags declare my misery. You see me But You do not turn away. You rush to my side, And embrace the little one Who wanders from Your side. I am to You The lost … Continue reading
Entrustment
I do not see myself. Though I long for holiness of heart, Of this world I am apart. I do not know myself. Though I keep Your Image before my eyes, The world appears in angelic disguise. I do not trust myself. Though I choose Your way, I fear to be led astray. I do … Continue reading
