A piece of wood or stoneadorned with jewels n’ sprinkled bloodcarved into the shape of a god –the work of human hands. A mouth they have, but cannot speakEyes, but cannot see, ears but can’t hearHands they have, but cannot feelFeet, but cannot walk,… Continue Reading “A god”
Teach me how to number my daysso that I may live todaynot as a bubble but fully. Teach me how to love lifeso that hourly I may composemyself to the remembrance of my maker. Teach me before my last bowthe A-B-C of transforming to… Continue Reading “Teach Me …”
I confess with great curiosityto Nature’s intrigue and intricacyperceived in Creation’s creative workswhich I descriptive words totally lack.How could the sing-songs of a cockherald the dawn of a new day?Ants – in so harmony a pattern workyet without a president or king?How!? Celestial bodies… Continue Reading “My Confession”
Dear God, of all the many presents you give, none is less but more importantly is your love which you give to me unselfishly – a strayed infant child.