Book of Poems Available 1/1/2026

Epigraph1

Sicuit cervus desiderat ad fontes
aquarum. ita desiderat anima mea
ad te, Deus (Ps 42:1 Palestrina).

 Like as a hart desireth waterbrooks
so longeth my soul for thee, O God

Birth Pangs

I am a finite spec of light burning in the body of an animal.
I am endowed with the fruit of the spirit,
because I am also spirit.
Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, generosity, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.
I am born with the grace for these traits to be manifest.
I don’t need a special “birth from above” to bring these out in my life.
My mother’s birth pangs were sufficient to endow me with all that is required for a holy life.
Dea gratias

Being

Who in your life has loved you into being?
Who takes the time to listen?
To care?
Who holds your heart when it is breaking?
Who joins you in joy, doubling it?
Who expresses gratitude for your existence?
Who loves you into being?
Thank you.