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Hope

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Where else could it begin? Where does a seed begin to grow? Where is it safe and protected? Hope begins in the dark. “Imago Dei: Hope“Martin DunnOil on canvas, 30 x 19 inches

The Shift

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The Shift Sometimes from a hidden source comes a shift It is as if on a dark cloudy day the sun comes out At such a time it is good to make a little record It may be a picture or a remembered song or a poem It will be a treasure for you in … Read more

Morning Forest

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Morning Forest The little forest is lovely in the morning I am glad I listened to the quiet voice That gently urged me to walk a little farther. Yes see, I have felt tired of late Uncertain what the future might bring So the encouragement was a blessing And I sense that I may walk … Read more

One Gift

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One gift to leave my friends One song to sing for the silent and oppressed One arrow is all I have One candle to lighten the darkness Let it be hope. You love the earth You feel the pain of her children It is not you who suffer So much as it is all humanity … Read more

Return

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Return It is a time of return A return to a favorite park Where my loved one and I Walked together many times The return of the heron to the little pond The ever returning dawn of a new day The return of the feeling of openness Of facing the days to come With serenity … Read more

Day Star

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“Fly like an eagle on wings of pure light” Star of the morning Your dazzling countenance illuminates my soul Hope has sprung where all seemed dark Your promise warms me to the core of my being Day star! To me you bring joy And an inner knowing that all will be well Blessed be.

The Morning Star

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The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star. Henry David Thoreau Sunrise in CharlotteRobert Oberg The Morning Star The subtle feeling has returned I search for words to tell my … Read more

Wind

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I did not expect it Indeed, “have no expectations” is what I heard Yet here I am at the boundary of my mountain hike Where tree cover ends and the open path lies before me And I feel lighter once again. This time the transition was gradual It came on the upward ascent And now … Read more

Let It Be

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This song from The Beetles has a special resonance for me on many levels. On New Year’s Eve, 1969, Marianne and I listened to a countdown of the top 100 songs of the decade. Number 1 was … “Let It Be.” Many of my poems contain the phrase “Let it be”. When I was visiting friends many years later, in the guest room a song was playing …… “Let It Be.” Especially now at a time of darkness, I resonate to the words, “There will be an answer, let it be.”

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