The Winter Sky The winter sky shimmers with the flints of the icy shards falling with purpose. The glint of them, love, has you remembering the long nights in a sometime past. Where and who you wonder, shared the beauty, sparking a million stars, in a time not to be repeated? It was…

    Upon Entry Upon entry, we shed the mufflers and the gloves, the vests and boots, ready as any warrior to fight the cold. The hot tea is a choice companion for us, as we sit and warm ourselves before the fire. A promised relief we find in each other, as we no longer…

When a teenage grandson arrived into our family, my talks with him were cerebral and pithy.   We were in my basement study and on the wall was a quote which I had paraphrased from something I was reading and his mother, an artist, had illustrated.   (We have since used the drawing on the cover of…

  I Will Sing Songs of Love You listen wisely and I will sing songs of love, concluding a life of harsh lessons. They were not easy, love, because you were eager for Light. . . . The darkness penetrated every portion of life, too deep ever to see Light. So we gambled on a…

In discussing the inadequacies of language that plague me much of the time and have left me stuttering, searching for a word,  I knew that somewhere I was familiar with a word that described a feeling or thought or some occurrence which was lost to me in this world. I knew I could go to…

Beggar’s Prayer   I come with the Grace of all those I beseech, quietly. In all names holy. My work done with love, in prayerful attendance to life, to acknowledge the birdsong extolling the morning and awakening the sun in triumph over night. Sending the mist to dissipate over the Mount, to nudge the sleeping…

Sometimes what has been said once needs to be repeated.   There is a substance to the word that speaks not only to the young but to the ones who care mightily for them.   It is the kind of family gift that will bridge generations and allow the young to try their wings no matter their…

To family and dear friends who have been married for many decades and wish to give each other a gift with much hope attached,  I give to you this gift of words to tuck into your card of love.   Do not concern yourself that these words will be misunderstood.  For love speaks in waves of…

The Loving Place A home, a hearth, the loving place that nurtures the fragile psyche, granting each the right to perceive the universe as is his to perceive. Building memories year upon year, granting courage for the hurting moments and bearing them. Yet yielding to the greater truth that life continues to be good. Granting…