Phases of Grace
Death was on the earth,
it did not realize,
it did not recognize,
it will not survive.
Seeking Truth, Beauty, and Joy
Poetry
The Mists Flicker
The misty designs flicker
as we walk
and loudly talk.
I Do Not Like Chicago Snow
An ode to snow…
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The Dove: A Story of Hope and Salvation
We see salvation in
the mountains and in the branches
Holding Hands
Fuzzyheaded with the joy of the moment.
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The Star of Bethlehem
the star, he clapped like thunder in the night.
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The Mighty
There is
my master, o bride,
he stands before his throne
dribbling wine into his long beard.
The Christmas Feast
We feast on the grace of God.
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