June ramblings
I’ve got seeds in my pocket and a sonata on my fingertips. It is a June evening, blushing with the colours of the sun up past its bedtime. These night hou...
Author: Lindsey Gallant
Time to Sow
When life looms large and my efforts are not enough, you whisper it quiet: Make yourself small. Make yourself as a seed, curled in the dark earth, invisible but...
afternoon prayer :: 1
The prayer of the leaky cistern By this time, O Lord, my leaks are showing and patches coming unglued. I bring my battered cistern, and lay it down besid...
morning prayer :: 2
O Lord of open ears, When I wake up with no voice of my own, I turn to the voices that you breathed into long ago.I enter into their prayers and join my heart w...
Morning Prayer :: The morning after five years
This morning, a newly minted five year old snuggles in for a cuddle on the front porch swing, while the first green of spring bursts out on the trees. “Th...