Le Souffle de Vie pervades my senses, saturates my body, imbues me with the spirit of the age. The same primordial spirit that has filled the life of every human to walk on the earth. And in it I feel a presence, comforting and familiar, urging me to breathe more deeply. To take more of … Continue reading Le Souffle de Vie (The Breath of Life)
let us pray
our motherfathers who artwith us heretherehallowed be our namestrevorjacksuzannemarcellisahmaudbreonnageorgewalterrayshardbelovedbelovedbelovedon these all hallows days of commemorationa triduum of death we know notit is life we remembertheir eyes openawakesleepingpeering into our heartsare thankful for their having madeand making a difference in our liveseven now their presenceessencelighting the sky every morning and eveningwe are on the threshold ofsoul-lightthe … Continue reading let us pray
The First Light
Long did I travel alone, searching for some pathway through the dark. There, within the absence of everything, I encountered the boundary marking the threshold of salvation. The place signifying the eternal transition from darkness to light. And at that place, that lonely place, I heard a voice chant: “Light, light, at the edge of … Continue reading The First Light
Picture
Memory caught in the absence of time. The semblance of essence portrayed eternally so. In stillness the picture waits, disconnected from life’s breath, and passes from memory into the immemorial of history.I sought to capture the real, immortalizing what’s not mine. I thought to possess this moment, to claim it as my own. The picture … Continue reading Picture
Speaking Silence
I stepped into my own silence,a place where sense fades and reason fails.There I waited in my darkness,straining to hear what cannot be heard.And as I sat alone, waiting for what does not speak,I listened for a voice to finally call me.But nothing spoke to me, and my ears became deaf from the noiseless void.And … Continue reading Speaking Silence
