Follow your star

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Quiet Joy

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Crows of Light

“I am not some harbinger of Death” said the crow,

“I have survived the fire to bring you the Light.

Beware the stories of loss that others tell,

Listen to the stories of the survivors.

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Lights

We stood on the lawn gazing at the flickering lights,

Like earthly fireworks,

Or

shooting stars

proclaiming this season of light.

Unaware,

(at first)

A form in the shadows was also following the light…

Is someone there?

Magi or Mother?

Your feline form suddenly silhouetted against the magic of the night,

You are clearly

Divine.

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Birds and Angels

She spoke of love

for chickens long gone,

for cranes that called loudly in the deep of night,

for emus with their deep green eggs,

For the tiniest of birds singing in trees,

She spoke with love.

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When you say that angels have wings…

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Heaven

I sit in the sunlight working on a sermon,

Or a talk,

If you are more comfortable with that…

Hopefully not a lecture…

To be delivered this Sunday

From a pulpit,

or a podium if you are more comfortable with that…

.

Ah words!

The stories we tell were told long before they were written,

When words were few and time was long,

When sacred texts were written on leaves,

And rocks

In streams and with paw prints.

But heaven is still the same.

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Sitting here on a blue sky of sofa

Surrounded by white fluffy clouds of canine,

Heaven is where it always is,

Right here.

Right now.

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New

WHAT IS THAT?

Bright red and bouncy!

The littlest dog jumped,

First in fear,

Then in play…

The barks may seem the same to the untrained ear…

But the soft wagging tail told the tale of recovered joy!

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Delight in the new!

Even if at first, it scares you.

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