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Tag Archives: Poetry
I’m Coming Home
Nothing evokes as much peace and joy for me as the thought of coming home. Home is a place where I can be myself, where I can put down my masks and scratch where it itches. Home is where I … Continue reading
My Existence
God had a choice in creating me. He had a choice to do otherwise. But he said: “I do choose. Be!” In my case, God is not an option. He holds me in the palm of His hand and sustains … Continue reading
The Lord of the Gaps
“What are you looking for?” Jesus asked the two followers of John. What I am looking has many and different names: happiness, success, eternal life, salvation, meaning, significance, contribution, fulfillment. I realize is there are a lot of gaps in … Continue reading
New Year Declarations
In today’s Gospel, John the Baptizer was asked: “Who are you?. . . . What do you say about yourself?” The start of the year is a good time to reflect on these questions. The secular world’s reply to these … Continue reading
Welcoming 2019
Another New Year dawns, laden with hopes and promises. I welcome the New Year with gratitude. Thankful to be here and conscious and aware of this wonderful dawning. And these are the thought now running in my mind: I love … Continue reading
To Be Human Is To Hope
To hope is to be human. Man looks at the horizon Wondering what lies beyond, And he longs to find out. Man looks up the sky. He wants to reach out and soar as high, Maybe even further than his … Continue reading
Longing For Cleansing
We burn our garbage and thrash, Dirty smoke rises into the atmosphere. The sky takes up all our dirt Transforms it into clouds, clean and clear. We throw our wastes into the ocean. Our rubbish flows into the sea. The … Continue reading
