The 60-Second Sabbath

Cheesman Park

  • Life is the strugglebetween Ego and Stillness. Chin up, my friend:Stillness wins. Or more precisely,only Stillness is.  Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Moonlight

    They call it lunacy,this peculiar feelingbrought on by moonlightwrapping the pines in silver. Life moves beneath branches,and my heart leapsbetween fear and anticipation.  Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Parable

    "And lo,"he said,"the kingdom of Godis like unto a bride, who,in the whisper of an evening breeze,suffused with the saffron of a setting sun,lets drop her robe and stands naked before her beloved,and in that moment    claims herself,and in that… Continue reading

  • Christmas Wish #4

    Let'splunder lessandwonder more. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Embracing Death

    Do you believe in death?Lots of us don't–or at least live as if we don't. People glibly say,"Live each day as if it's your last,"but that's nearly impossible to do:    Would you make the bed?    Would you empty the dishwasher?    Would you close… Continue reading

  • Missing Winter

    Where are you winter?Where the scouring windsand white-rimed leaves,hold-overs from last season's arboreal couture?Where the leveling whiteness,the inward-driving respitefrom summer's relentless restlessness? Where are you winter? Our warm outerwear waits in darkness,wondering, worried;a feeling of abandonment settles like duston the… Continue reading

  • Answering the Call

    Do you hear that?It's loving calling you,calling you to let go. What's the worst that could happen?You could lose yourselfand find eternity. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Failure

    Take risks. Failure is,at the very least,a place you're not in now. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Animal Tracks

    Morning light licks my face, waking me.I groan, sit up, disturb the groggy cat,reach for my threadbare terry robe,and stand at the patio door beside the bed: Snowfall! Sometime during the night it snuck in,covered the grass, the deck chairs,… Continue reading

  • Always Home

    In frustration,I jam the wrinkled, unfolded mapinto the back seat,crank the key in the ignition,and jerk back onto the highway. "I'm lost," I mutter."Hopelessly…" From the passenger seat comes the response,"With me, you're always home." Text and image © 2011… Continue reading