Ashes

Breath by breath, grief by grief, joy by joy, pain by heart-rending pain these fragile ashes turn and return and resign to the Holy, to the Trembling, to the Deep Mystery, to the Heritage of Relentless Love without which these same ashes could only sift and settle...

Rage

my heart is a burning wildfire of pain and conflict a loud blare of frustration and alarm a raging army of trumpets marching against their own breath, protesting the vain efforts of their own harmony building, calling, mocking, pounding, replaying the horror of...

Noisy

o my soul, do not keep quiet your deep confession cry aloud your daily failure to love the life of your neighbor beat your breast before the throne that you have tried to be god toll your heart’s bells until they awaken...

Issues

For twelve years plus three, O LORD, my heart has been bleeding and for the same season I did not believe it could heal. For twelve years plus three, O LORD, my heart has been breaking and for the same season no one would touch it lest they break too. For twelve years...

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