Spiritual

Calvary Cross

Calvary Cross The time has come and I must leave Force my burden up the hill The crowd unsure: I start, I stop Drag my cross by force of will Last resting place in blazing sun

Farmer

Sometimes I want to become a farmer. Not because my ancestors were farmers And I’m supposed to have it in my blood, Nor is it because I’ve lived on a farm And the experience inspired me.

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Do you see the sinuous curve? Do you see the coquette twirl in me? Do you see how I reach out both ways? Look both ways? But still I look back to one. And yet, and yet, I hold the

Hopes and Fears

Samwise or Samson?

Let grace silence faith...

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"angel"

a variation of haiku
Cherry

Burren

Traced the scrawl where bony fingers picked out each patchwork rut and row

PRAYER ~ HE LOVES ME AND YOU

When you see the face of Jesus, there is a peace and loving kindness which transfers itself to you.