small gifts
sustain hope
add together
light falls
on my Bible
and poetry
by my chair


small gifts
sustain hope
add together
light falls
on my Bible
and poetry
by my chair
I pray the Psalms for peace. I look at my blog and am grateful for readers from many countries. And posts from many countries. My father and others in our families were/are veterans. In 1978, I went to Poland with my father. This was for almost a month, with a formal group from UW-Milwaukee. For new readers, and all readers, one of our sites is POEMS FROM PSALMS AND NATURE. It amazes me, through decades of life so far, how the Psalms offer hope. When I am overwhelmed, this practice of contemplative prayer is a source of strength.
This post continues my post yesterday, Old Poems For A New Month: Notebook Of Prayers.
L ove
E verlasting
N ot
T emporary
LENT acrostic poem
all that has happened
since the last time they bloomed
lilacs
cold – yet from this ground
daffodils will grow
again
morning light
forms part of a cross
on the wood wall
my faith completes
the picture
“morning light” is from my page, Morning light – Tanka (a sequence of poems).
March sunrise
shadows of trees
on cedar garage
tree branches
bowed to the ground
seemingly half-broken
covered with new leaves
my notebook of prayers
garden journal
through the seasons
every photo a prayer
“garden journal” was the Daily Haiku: Nov. 4, 2019 at Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog.
growing older
the world has passed me by
and the world is here
I wrote this poem yesterday for Grief And Acceptance, and thought I would post here today, with different photos. Always hope and beauty.