Winter's Eve Rain
Simple rain, simple trees, simple street light,
And darkness to see.
As we walk together alone,
I gaze on each bare
Splendid skyward form,
Dripping and iced in light,
Beautiful like You,
Perhaps to no one else tonight.
I turn the corner,
But take one last
Over shoulder glimpse:
Simple rain, simple trees, simple street light,
And darkness to see:
Glory to God –
There's halos streaming through
The birch child's hair!
I loved the summer's day sun,
But You have made me to cherish
Blessed
Winter's eve rain
Fall 2007
Stars Stream
At twilight –
Piercing
reality, they
Cut through the
smooth weave of sky,
Pass the dark
glass,
Denying the
world an hour longer.
Then the heaven
threaded
Through the eye
of man
Breaks with the
day.
And we are left
with plain day, the
Good faith of
plain, beautiful day:
Lost, the
other-world longing,
Stars
Stemmed. Fall 2007 |
Tree-climbing
Oh, to borrow height,
And out-grow the world beneath,
Tracing the branches of wandering
thought,
And reveling in the day.
2006
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