Trinity
I shudder to think what the commute would look like absent love.
Read MoreHow do you imagine God beholds you?
Read MoreNote: I wrote this poem after reading "The Jacob's Ladder" by Denise Levertov.
It is a treacherous thing,
to go climbing with angels--
they make it look so easy.
Perhaps I should just sit
and watch for a while,
letting my heart make the ascent.
Even the gulls praise God, and they do it better than me.
Read MoreSpringtime melodies
move rocks to dance in the stream--
water and earth are one.
Jesus couldn't possibly go there, could he?
Read MoreA poem for Lent.
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