Effort to showthat I was here. Writing these wordsthat I might exist.What life camefrom the page today?What future stilldo these words convey?Earning my beingto show I’m real.Whether that mattersit’s hard to say.Wishing for lifein all I compose. Wondering about wordsas time fades away.Each word bringsopportunities for eternal life. Photo by Amador Loureiro on Unsplash
Dreams of You
I saw you in a dream again. A facsimile of a life lived, disconnected from memory and substance. I miss the person I knew, whose existence brought real and tangible moments. Instead, I only have my dreams of you. But such dreams are a cruel kind of torture. I welcome these dreams, if only to … Continue reading Dreams of You
Unwanted By What I Pursued
I pursued what I loved, but was unwanted by what I pursued. You enticed me with mystery and truth, noble pursuits of the highest kind. You dangled a deeper kind of knowing before me. I remember how you offered sacred wonders and rituals of the strangest sort. How could I refuse? How does one deny … Continue reading Unwanted By What I Pursued
between dusks and dawns
the darkest darknessencircled by the deepest lightholy and blacksaturday followingholyandblack Thursdayholyandblack Fridaythe holyandblack triduum ofbetrayal, violence, and sorrowadorned with brightly colored eggshunting for the goldenmessiah wrapped and unwrappedthe bodysoul deadandaliveproclaiming hope we hopein the love-lit darkness of all theholyandblack days in our holyandblack weekswaiting, yearning, desiringa good news biopsy reporta good news stimulus checka good … Continue reading between dusks and dawns
Two Sacrifices, One Death: Isaac and the Suffering Servant
Abraham built the altar there and laid the wood in order and bound Isaac his son and laid him on the altar, on top of the wood. Then Abraham reached out his hand and took the knife to slaughter his son.He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth;like a lamb … Continue reading Two Sacrifices, One Death: Isaac and the Suffering Servant