GOLDEN THOUGHTS The miles your feet have traveled cannot be erased by any tool; the worlds your eyes watched cannot be wiped away; the...

"A smile the sign of peace" I don't know why the people Make the choice of weapons, When only one smile is enough To eliminate...

Secret Smile O dreamy bird, show me the secret smile of life. This is my heart stumbles on valley’s sands as a traveler. His foot was...

Easter Morning Light had gone from the world: Their Master, Jesus, crucified– They were alone, to darkness hurled the fearful, darkening...

Daughters of Our Cities in urban towns and rural villages we celebrate you! The spirit of God dwells in you. You may be broken, violated but

Visiting Again I don't care any more about the rejection of ten years ago. I'm revisiting some of those voices who spoke to me, list

Fade to Spring (Inspired by a painting by Ramón Chirinos.) Shadows condense to wide-weave lace, grey and blooming in the garden of...

Hope Who will write my life? Who will weigh my sins and all the good perhaps I have had?Who will pardon me for having existed for so long, h

"My father called her “We”" My father called my mother "Nammal". I found that unique and strange. I asked my father, “What does that...

Lady Goulds- Moving from Chicago to Missouri wasn't easy but breeding Lady Goulds kept me sane for many years--well, almost. I was writi

Good Friday I can’t relate to the bunnies, though cute they are, nor colored eggs, though pretty their designs – I think of You, Lord, hangi

A flower is its own kingdom, swaying with the wind… hear how it prays, asking for nothing. Yet water from cool springs shoots up its...

Cosmos Inspection- Grabbing the cosmos by the quarks Reaching eye Focusing in on every scrumptious morsel Cobwebs hanging in the cradle of t

GOD AND HUMANITY: A RELATIONSHIP- Affection. Insurrection. Correction. Rejection of Perfection.

Lifted Higher Sometimes my sins cascade upon me like a waterfall of memories a multitude of erroneous choices unfrozen from captivity of...

The War’s Garden I am an Iraqi man. My life is postponed and my face was stolen by wars. My voice is vaporous as a shadow and my dream’s...

A Fine Distinction- What we are not who we are matters to the world. Who we are not what we are matters when we leave it.

No More Tears, I Surrender I can’t even remember the beginning it was all a whirlwind. A one line text from my baby sister, bypass...

The way of the righteous I might be in this world, But I will not partake, Indulge in its pleasures, For heaven's sake. The good times...

My home is contaminated by war We were As a night that had lost her light bulbs We wore our disappointments Split ourselves from grief...