The 60-Second Sabbath

Loss

  • The Burning Bush

    I am the burning bush,engulfed in flame,but not consumed. I am the burning bush,scorched by cruel circumstance,but not destroyed. I am the burning bush,charred by soul-lost longing,but not devoured. I am the burning bush,beckoning in the desert sun,God's voice, unheeded.… Continue reading

  • On the Loss of a Friend

    I take stockof sadness. How is itmeasured? At timesit fills this chipped cup. At timesit fills the sea. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Thinning Walls

    How thin these walls have become,the walls between youth and age,    between the conscious and the unconscious,    between this world and the next,    between my heart and yours,    between our hearts and theirs. Permeable.Translucent. Through ever-thinning wallsI hear other voices.I… Continue reading

  • The Abyss

    He stands at the edge,in his head believingthat the plungewill not kill him,will, in fact,free him. Yet his heart quakes;blood rises to his face;heart pounds;breath comes shallow and fast. "Thar be monsters,"he has heard,monsters that loom large in the dark,yet… Continue reading

  • The Puzzle

    Pieces of my lifeeverywhere… …forgotten at the bottom of my sock drawer,    slipped behind the shoe rack in the closet,    abandoned in the cabinet in the guest bathroom,    tucked into a photo album,    lost among WordPerfect docs on my hard… Continue reading

  • User’s Manual

    I'm looking for my user's manual,the one I'm sure my parents were givenwhen someone bundled me upand sent me homefrom the Lila J. Post Memorial Hospitalin Battle Creek, Michigan,60 years ago,the manual describing care and upkeep,feeding,cleaning,avoiding undo wear and tear.… Continue reading

  • Turning Rocks

    I am slowly(so slowly)learning that… My fear of what liesunder the rock is far more debilitating than what actually liesunder the rock. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.   Continue reading

  • Helium

    Now is the time of letting go. Sadness, certainly,but also dusky shades of something salvific. I am a helium-filled balloon;letting go,I finally, finallyfly. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Sabbatical

    To those of you have followed my blog, offered comments, expressed appreciation and encouraged me, I thank you. It is time for me to take a break. I'm going on haitus to focus my energy on healing. It's my hope… Continue reading

  • Gray Cloud

    What is this gray cloudlaying waste my will to write?From whence comes this murky, impenetrable malaiseblocking my photographer's vision? I feel trapped,alien to my own mind,estranged from my heart,a foreigner in my body.This is not me. So where have I… Continue reading