We serve the moment,
bespeaks the Lord
To live eternal
—in time untoward
(The Book Of Prayers: January, 2021)
We serve the moment,
bespeaks the Lord
To live eternal
—in time untoward
(The Book Of Prayers: January, 2021)
While safe in my corner,
so sure of myself
I criticized everything,
what’s thought and what’s felt
Secure in the fantasy,
my back to the wall
Returns to diminish
—the big to the small
(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)
I gave my heart to someone in the rain,
the clouds exploding, witness to my vows
The water carrying away each fervent wish
—to stream in happy aqueducts of love
(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)
Planted where I am,
I watched you blossom in the field
Time being what it is,
I picked each moment that would yield
Love that’s to be shared
takes on new meaning as it sows
Joy to spread and flower
—beyond where limitation grows
(The New Room: January, 2021)
I didn’t go far,
but I went far enough
I could have reached deeper,
though finding so much
I could have seen more,
but my vision remains
I could have hoped longer,
though wishes retain
I could have stood taller,
but my back is still straight
I could have blamed others,
though forgiveness my trait
I could have loved more,
but my heart is still full
Bereft of my yearnings
—eternity lulls
(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)
Everyone hates me eventually,
so why don’t you do it now
Saving us time, uncoupling the rhyme
—your anger my presence endows
(Martin’s Dam: January, 2021)
Lightly armed and uncommitted
—the question always turns to why
(Martha Brown’s Woods: January, 2021)
What is… inherent,
what’s not… implied
Epiphanous moments
—waiting inside
(Bryn Mawr College: January, 2021)
Do you have to become what you observe
to really understand
To claim a new identity,
your psyche contraband
Must you pass straight through the mirror,
reflections left behind
To truly know what lies beyond
—whose essence you must find
(Bryn Mawr College: January, 2021)
What you ask me to deny,
I in many ways affirm
The truth will not belie
what your apprehension spurns
Believing in myself
and the voice that speaks within
I cast new seeds into the air
—and beckon the four winds
(Haverford College: January, 2021)