Monthly Archives: December 2005
Poem: A Note
Life is the only way to get covered in leaves, catch your breath on the sand, rise on wings; to be a dog, or stroke its warm fur; to tell pain from everything it’s not; to squeeze inside events, dawdle … Continue reading
Poem: Mindful
Here’s a gem I hadn’t read before from Mary Oliver. Reminds me that not all sacred scripture is found in Holy Books. Mindful Every day I see or hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves … Continue reading
The Little Way
The Mustard Seed didn’t ask to be small. In her dreams she may have been glamorous like a flower or important like an oak. But with her “Yes” His Grace was planted. The Mustard Seed didn’t ask to grow tall, … Continue reading
She’s In Her Prime.
She’s in her Prime. Her greatest common factor composite with His. Indivisible. Associative. A sum of two squares – her cardinality ensures their identity, and seeds a sequence that monotonically increases despite local minimums converging on an asymptote. Too timid … Continue reading