All Men are at Home
There fared a mother driven forthOut of an inn to roam;In the place where she was homelessAll men are at home. A Child in a… Read More »All Men are at Home
There fared a mother driven forthOut of an inn to roam;In the place where she was homelessAll men are at home. A Child in a… Read More »All Men are at Home
Imagine yourself as a living house.God comes in to rebuild that house.At first, perhaps, you can understand what He is doing.He is getting the drains… Read More »Imagine Yourself as a Living House
The American poet Mary Oliver, died this week. Her words inspired simplicity of life and appreciation of natural beauty. Her words transport readers to the… Read More »Mary Oliver
Throughout our lives we experience endings, closure as well as unfinished business. This poem that metaphorically beautifully describes endings and new beginnings. With funerals this… Read More »Poem for Resurrection
i carry your heart with me i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i… Read More »i carry your heart with me
Not soon, as late as the approach of my ninetieth year, I felt a door opening in me and I entered the clarity of early… Read More »Late Ripeness, poem by Czeslaw Milosz
Death, what are you? – I am the shadow of life. Death, of what are you born? – I am born of ignorance. Death, where… Read More »Death, what are you?
There is something dense, united, settled in the depths, repeating its number, its identical sign. How it is noted that stones have touched time, in… Read More »Unity~Pablo Neruda
Shrugging in the flight of its leaves,it is dying. Death is slowly standing up in its trunk and branches like a camouflaged hunter. In the… Read More »The Old Elm Tree by the River