Poem by John Reith as shared on Sunday, September 29, 2024
a positive path for spiritual living
a positive path for spiritual living
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by Joe Uveges God and I have become like too giant fat people living in a tiny boat. We keep bumping into each other and laughing. —Hafiz (Daniel Ladinsky, trans.) I love this poem for its playfulness which is often something we forget about God: that He’s wild about us and has an awesome (otherworldly)…
A poem by Rob Geyer, Maundy Thursday 2022 prompted by an act of vandalism that occurred during the previous night, breaking a window in our sanctuary window in window out does our view shift depending on where we are, inside or out? does the rock that made a hole offer any way for us to…
by Sue Oringel, for Judith Krause Now that funky Central Avenue is dressed like a bride with lines of Bradford pear trees bursting in white and shad bushes peep from stands of trees showing just a bit of crinoline and magnolias fling their pink or white gloves on newly manicured lawns where redbuds unroll thin ropes…
Painting: Charles Porter (1847-1923) November by Susan E. Oringel With each shower of leaves, I cursed the spendthrift trees who tossed their coins away to any old wind. Mourned the bright riot, summer’s dahlias, red and phosphorescent suns. Now a kind of quiet comes, a slow, hard wind shivering sober branches, …