Along the Boise trails Two women talk on cell phones Missing the deer tracks Source Of All Blessings You bless us with socks. My feet are always cold, it seems and socks warm them and I cuddle with myself under a toasty electric blanket and feel some disquiet for those who aren't as … Continue reading Deer Tracks and Socks
Blue Flowers Are Too
The virus keeps us Home and heart are everywhere Blue flowers are too Source of all blessings You bless us with faith when we have done all we can to protect those we love. You bless us with love when so many parts of our life seem bleak. You bless us … Continue reading Blue Flowers Are Too
Called By The Bird’s Song
My contemplation Begins in dark, ends in light Called by the bird's song. Source of all blessings You bless us with people who care for people they have never met, Who sacrifice for others they will never know, Who go hungry so the hungry may eat. May I be more like these saints … Continue reading Called By The Bird’s Song
Artists Draw From Deeper Wells
Poets, authors, all Artists draw from deeper wells To replenish souls. Source Of All Blessings You bless us with mystery The unknown, the unknowable, and the unlikely. May I always open all of me Heart, mind, body, spirit To all that might be. Thank you for thin places Deep spaces Warm … Continue reading Artists Draw From Deeper Wells
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