The beauty of the earth
Ivy Joy. You are the thrush that sings in the morning, sweet with joy from the crown of the tree. You are the laurel about my head, victory green and new. You ...
Category: beauty
Movements of Morning Prayer
It’s morning, and time for prayer. I uncurl, adjusting to the light. I lay flat, not really ready. I try to form thoughts, but they are slow and drowsy. My brai...
We are a chestnut
We are a chestnutround, curled and smoothOne life hiddenOne life warm from the wombTogether the perfect shape of newnessFrom here we will unfurl and branch into...
Noon prayer: magnified joy
At the height of a mid-March day,the sun is hidden beyond layers of stratus clouds.Snow falls and a trio of ravens circles the sugar-topped pines, gliding above...