The 60-Second Sabbath

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  • Photography 3

    Today,let a good photobe your textfor prayer. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Photography 2

    I[click]take pictures[click]to meet[click]God. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Photography 1

    My camerastrips the veilfrom the ordinary. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Sophia, Once Again

    "Sweetie," she said,"these things aren't happening to you,they're happening for you.There's a big difference." My blank lookmust have communicated my confusion. She patted me on the knee."You just sit with thatwhile I get us some tea." Text and image © 2014… Continue reading

  • Releasing

    So many questions,so few answers,so little needto stress about either. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Dark Chocolate

    The bitter cuts the sweet,yields the richest, most satisyfing experienceon the tongue. So like life. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Boots and Pants

    Boots and pantsand boots and pantsand pigs and batsand pigs and batsand glutes and latsand glutes and latsand wings and flapsand wings and flapsand maps and chartsand maps and chartsand fits and startsand…         …fits and startsand hearts and… Continue reading

  • Winter Meal

    Beyond these windows,just two feet from me,the temperature is five below. Incidental flakes sift downunenthusiastically;this meager snow's merely the side dish,lightly tossed. The cold's the main thing,the entree:a big slab of frigid, served raw,biting back. And for dessert?A slice of… Continue reading

  • Gentle Lunacy

    He wandered our small town'smid-century streets,disconnected wonder in his face. "A lunatic," mother said,though such gentle lunacyseemed a truer way to greet lifethan how we(busy, busy)leaped past it. Text and image © 2014 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Winter Train Passing

    with a click, click, clackon the cold, steel track,the old train chugsthe engine lugsreluctant carsbeneath icy starson a cold, cold nightwhile a single lightcuts the snow that fallsas the whistle callsto the track, to the carsto the hard, white starswhile… Continue reading