that day I remember removed from the chatter it was August again still existing living leaning towards the river like a willow bending and lending me a little of its strength by and by the water passes from the past meandering upon those paths that other sunny day an island I am and those days though they were vivid another season another time other interpretations … Continue reading A Vibrant Summer Day
Fresh blooms of spring and the air sweet with earthy smells. Continue reading I Long For Thee
from ‘THE TESTING-TREE’ In the recurring dream my mother stands in her bridal gown under the burning lilac, with Bernard Shaw and Bertie Russell kissing her hands, the house behind her is in ruins; she is wearing an owl’s face and makes barking noises. Her minatory finger points. I pass through the cardboard doorway askew in the field and peer down a well where an … Continue reading A Bit Of Kunitz
Out my Window She sings her morning song. Of what will be what is. What is not. And will never be. ALL four-square years all tears and fears. Shed like my skin now. Yet she still can sing. As she flys to him they have wings. Unlike I. You hated this picture. These mere magnolia’s, somehow where a threat. And they hang now where I … Continue reading The Mourning of Doves
I’ve been but skimming the surface of Early Christianity lately, and finding all sorts of nuggets of wisdom hidden under the folds. I find these early philosophies of peace, self-discovery, and grace, rather tantalizing. Some of these groups are thought to be very ancient, and precede the first century A.D., and even are thought to come from “ancient Maji tradition descended from the most ancient … Continue reading Ol’ Enoch and the Angels
I sometimes find myself all caught up in this web of how strange we all act sometimes. How mean we are, and how condescending and greedy people can be. It strikes me as very surreal, how much a person can get wrapped up in “stuff”, and forget the essence of what matters. I mean, really, is your life not complete until you’ve picked up the phone … Continue reading Are You Ok? ; and 397 comes along
Calm be they sleep as infants’ slumbers! Pure as angel thoughts thy dreams! May ever joy this bright world numbers Shed o’er thee their mingled beams! Thomas Moore Irish Songwriter (1779-1852) CITATION Irish Blessings Continue reading Blessing for Sunday
this pittance of time on these eire-y shores from broken branches i tied my breath alive for all to see stammering phrases of ineloquence my fingers fly this sorrow into a cloak to shelter around trees; i bend on that graceful arching stem the cedar betrays the wind Continue reading Sing♦u♦lari♦T
all I need I see in the branches of a tree I see the story Continue reading Haiku | Tree
I walk on tear drops from a thousand eyes, as ancient as the core of a mountain. With gentleness profound and earthly, I feel the subtle shifts of a mind. In brief moments of disbelief, I see into a thousand tomorrows’. Forever concealing the nature of their existence, I shelter the secrets of those many hearts. In flesh or dust, Through centuries or millenniums, I … Continue reading Spiritwalker
by PaulaB 