Find your angel--
your being of light,
created by God
for infinite praise
of His immeasurable Love.
Draw strength
from God's messenger
poised in flight,
ever vigilant,
ready to rescue
on a wing
and a prayer.
Find your angel.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Naked Light
My eyes squint in protest
against the naked light--
red hot--
too bright
against the others--
politely soft
and unfocused
against the naked light--
red hot--
too bright
against the others--
politely soft
and unfocused
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Gettysburg in Time
As we quickly travel
through a tunnel of time,
scrambling backwards
up the slippery slide,
hunting for history,
we chase the elusive
spirits of the Civil War
as the blinding light
of our own century
bleaches out
the ghosts of the past.
through a tunnel of time,
scrambling backwards
up the slippery slide,
hunting for history,
we chase the elusive
spirits of the Civil War
as the blinding light
of our own century
bleaches out
the ghosts of the past.
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