In the Hands of God

I am Yours and born of You,What do You want of me?Majestic Sovereign,Unending wisdom,Kindness pleasing to my soul;God sublime, one Being Good,Behold this one so vile.Singing of her love to you:What do You want of me?Yours, you made me,Yours, you saved me,Yours, you...

Waiting

You keep waiting for something to happen,the thing that lifts you out of yourself,catapults you into doing all the things you’ve put offthe great things you’re meant to do in your life,but somehow never quite get to.You keep waiting for the planets to...

The Lives of the Heart

Are ligneous, muscular, chemical.Wear birch-colored feathers,green tunnels of horse-tail reed.Wear calcified spirals, Fibonaccian spheres.Are edible; are glassy; are clay; blue schist.Can be burned as tallow, as coal,can be skinned for garnets, for shoes.Cast shadows...

Me from Myself — to banish

Me from Myself — to banish –Had I Art –Impregnable my FortressUnto All Heart –But since Myself — assault Me –How have I peaceExcept by subjugatingConsciousness?And since We’re mutual MonarchHow this beExcept by Abdication...

Ripeness

Ripeness iswhat falls away with ease.Not only the heavy apple,the pear,but also the dried brown strandsof autumn iris from their core.To let your bodylove this worldthat gave itself to your carein all of its ripeness,with ease,and will take itself from youin equal...