“He who lives in hope dances without a fiddle.” Unknown In the winter of the soul Reach from your cold room toward a window Reach toward a cracked door Reach forward, reach outside that room To a warm and sun-filled place beyond yourself In the winter of the soul Reach—pull—climb out of the dark places […]
Though small, you sing In bright splashes of sound. You carry melodies that birds Have sung in passing. You hold golden notes Of sunlight in your centers Trill soprano/alto harmonies.
Dear Jesus, I read in Isaiah 55 these words: “So you will go out with joy, and be led forth in peace. The mountains and the hills will burst into singing before you and all the trees of the fields will clap their hands. Large cypress trees will grow where thornbushes were. Myrtle trees will […]