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The Lodestar

The Lodestar

In the night, when ego has fled, self sinks into bed and soul rises to its Keeper. Motives awakened, He traces His fingers across dreams, morning separating night, joints from marrow, soul from spirit. Is it strange that He gives talents and abilities then uses...
Children of the Sun

Children of the Sun

We will not be content existing like the groundhog, burrowing beneath the beauty, harbingers of bad behavior, hibernating throughout our winters. But like the golden eagle we will hike and nest on the cliffs above waterfalls and grasslands in our quest to travel the...
Light and Shadow

Light and Shadow

He flings light across the year to come Tosses shadow across the past and teaches us to stand there in between like a tree absorbing the Sun’s warmth Share this:FacebookLinkedInPinterestEmailLike this:Like...

In the Center of Silence

Advent Day 22 He noticed the sky’s rumblings and turned to find her 20 yards back. “The angels are bowling,” she yelled and laughed but her eyes were serious, scanning the water. His eyes roamed the scene before them: street lamps, floating balls of...

Advent Vision

Day 20 Sound practice, precision, power. Fingers sweeping over ivory. Eternity calling to Creation. Galaxies echoing everlasting colors. Sight dipping, bristling swirls. Color unto color, hues merging across sky’s canvas. Brilliance blasting against blackness. Sense...
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