Category: Introduction

  • The Heart’s Excess . . .

      ‘The circles she made in the air went round and round and she said The Teachers are telling me that the only way to get off is to step off.  And we can get back on again. And this was the Earth she talked of.  She made circles with her hand while she lay…

  • It Is Life Everlasting. . .

        In Memory of a last day. . . In his last days before leaving Earth  David asked, knowing what you know, how could you go on living?   And I said there were three good reasons.  Tresy, David and John,  the jewels of my life.  Never to have known them?  That would have been…

  • The Snow May Blind Us. . .

    This poem is one in the Psalms of Love.  The book is available now in Kindle  and is in process also,  almost ready for print in paper back on Amazon.com.  In the midst of this winter,  I wanted to share my love for this season and will always love it especially.  The most impressive part…

  • Psalms of Love. . .

    This is the day I have long  awaited.  It is the day I can say to my family and friends that the book called Psalms of Love is available on Amazon.  The Kindle is available now and within a few days,  the paper back will be available if not already.  It has been incubating for…

  • I Wish It For You. . .

    There comes that time when night falls unto itself and one says I call it a day.  It is time for the night air to wrap us in its ambience and for us to taste of its elixir.  It is when memories are called upon that feed the soul when lives were their richest in…

  • My Dawn of Tomorrow. . . Emma E.

      Amid the noisy fever and unrest of the national and international worlds seizing our attention and wanting to be in our prime time, our lives must be lived with special consideration to what we must do something about immediately.  And immediate was the arrival at the end of November and starting the holiday season,…

  • The Mortgaged Soul. . .

    Taking Time. . . You say that it takes all your time to do what it is you do.  And you are the only person who can speak from that point of knowledge knowing what is required.  But we were all born doing reference work in the Talmud which teaches that the purpose of life…

  • The Road To Damascus. . . .

    Just One Time. . . . All it takes is one cosmic experience and your life is changed forever.  Just one and either you will run down the street in your altogether and the men in white coats will take you away or it will alter your life  so that even you won’t recognize the…

  • The Light In Our Hearts. . .

    We carry the Light in our hearts and it reflects in your eyes. You carry the heat of its flame and we both are warmed. Silvery, silvery night, piercing as the child’s cry cuts sharply into complacency, peace-ing the soul; unerringly slipped into a world of nights to make a difference. The Light and Flame…

  • Tangible Slices of Memory. . . .

    This was from the box of forget-me-nots that I couldn’t part with. This was the first Christmas card I made.  With whatever I have gained in computer literacy,  I have been able to restore a reasonable semblance of the faded copy I was able to unearth.  There was no discretionary income to spend on materials,…