Lenten Grace — Yet Rise it Shall
photo by Josh Scholten I lift mine eyes, but dimm’d with grief No everlasting hills I see; My life is in the fallen leaf: O Jesus, quicken me. My life is like a frozen thing, No bud nor greenness can I...
View ArticleSwaddling Shroud
Magi by Dante Gabriel Rossetti …the scent of frankincense and myrrh arrives on the wind, and I long to breathe deeply, to divine its trail. But I know their uses and cannot bring myself to breathe...
View ArticleListening to Lent — Thorn Cursed Ground
Seems the sorrow untold, as you look down the road At the clamoring crowd drawing near Feel the heat of the day, as you look down the way Hear the shouts of Hosanna the King Chorus Oh, daughter of...
View ArticleIn Dazzling Darkness
Deep midwinter, the dark center of the year, Wake, O earth, awake, Out of the hills a star appears, Here lies the way for pilgrim kings, Three magi on an ancient path, Black hours begin their...
View ArticleLifting a Veil of Gauze
Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern. ~Oscar...
View ArticleA Clinging Mist
My Sorrow, when she’s here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walks the sodden pasture lane. Her...
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