No less of the maple
Just more of the sky
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Sorrow, she brightens
When Hope takes her hand
The man who has seen it all knows
I pointed out the spill:
Did he want to change his shirt?
“Don’t worry about it, Tim.
It’s part of the design.”
Ethics
Why does the good always have to sit with all the rest?
You’re always having to fish it out of the pile –
everything a mess and a jumble!
Re. Lent
Cookies are not what’s standing
between me and God
Storm at sea
We fail to note
He’s in the boat
Liturgy sweeps one up into it
That vexing, sweet puzzlement
of the life with God
Contemplation
If God gives you nothing,
then nothing is your bread
Heavenly pity
Christ lifts the fiery ball
and takes it to his Father.
Tears wet the blood-red flames.
“They’ve love, there is no other.”
Watching it go
But no,
it ain’t gonna happen!
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