Mysticism

  • Life

    What is life, then,but the gradual uncoveringof our elastic,unbreakable,tether to God? Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • How Poetry Works, Revisited

    "Poetry?No, I don't generally read poetry.I don't get it." "Of course not," she said."Poetry isn't gotten;it's absorbed.You read it,and read it,and read it,and then it's inside of you, and you are someone else." Text and image © 2014 by Dirk… Continue reading

  • The Pier

    I stand at the end of the pier,face to the dark and the wind.Waves roll toward me,each one another tomorrow–identical tomorrows,endless.I feel chilled;the wind, the waves, the lonelinessempty me. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Scent Enabled

    Stop and smell the roses…but don't stop with roses:    smell the coffee brewing;    smell the laundry, fresh from the dryer;        bury your face in it;    smell the newly mowed grass;    smell the steaming blacktop, just… Continue reading

  • Because Things Do

    Things fall apart    then reassemble.Life unravels    then weaves back together.The water overwhelms    then recedes. This is always the pattern;    we've lived it 1,000 times,    survived it 1,000 times. Yet always    between the disaster   … Continue reading

  • Prayer for the Cat

    Lord bless the pawthat touches the cheekthat bears the tearsthat cleanse the heartthat's battered and scarred. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Photography 10

    I finally understand. I photographstillness. And when I do,I receivestillness. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Color of God, 1

    What color is God? God is warm, earth tones    yellows, oranges, brownsthe color of nurture    birds nests and polished oak dining tablessun-tanned hands that reach, hold, lift    an open doorway on a snowy nightgolden light spilling onto… Continue reading

  • Hosea 13:5-8

    I stray.God roars, pounces.Something precious is threatened.That something is me. Observe the passionate, primal responseof the mother bearwhen her cub is in danger. Not anger at behaviorbut grief over separation. Growling, fierce and fighting mad,God rears, claws bared,not to punish,but… Continue reading

  • Photography 5

    I obsessover one, sole, photographic subject;of this alone I take pictures. I just don't know what to call it:     grace?    stillness?    Abba (Amma)? The same, exact photo,time after time,every time,every, single time,like now… Text and image… Continue reading