A few days pass, and the longing returns. That well-known ache reaches way down, past the pit of my stomach and into my soul. Continue reading “Taste and See”
What do you call a man who has found a great treasure
and then left it in a ditch
to a catch a lift
when it didn’t fit in the backseat?
Do you call him
Or do you simply call him lost Continue reading “A Load Less Carried”
Rest begins with things undone.
I sit down and every undone task joins in a Siren call:
A Season in 10 Words
Spring once bolstered my Lenten fast, now winter lengthens it.
5 Haiku for a Long Winter’s Lent
The days grow longer
In spring anticipation
Rain keeps us indoors Continue reading “Lent (in as many words)”
The soul is made to delight,
to revel in glory, to see
the wonder in every detail
deeply, in joy! Continue reading “Habits and Delight”
I toss a stack of weeds into the green waste bin and call out, “It’s time to plant seeds!” Continue reading “Carrots and Glory”
On this day of ashes, I am keenly aware of the weeds.
I dig my fingers into the earth, steadily rocking the stem back and forth until its root finally gives way. I toss the newly eradicated dandelion onto a foot-high stack of discarded greenery and dig back in for another. Continue reading “Ashes and Weeds”