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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
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O Antiphons: Emmanuel
O come, O come, Emmanuel, and ransom captive Israel, who mourns in lonely exile here, until the Son of God appear. "It's cancer."God is with us, still. "Your services are no longer needed."God is with… Continue reading
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Fox of Heaven
With your gentle jawscarry me by my neck's scruffout of the bitter coldback to the warmth of the denwith its root walls and familiar smells. Drop me with my siblingsso we squirm and settle,safe with each otherand with you, almighty… Continue reading
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God’s Lap
Oh, to curl in God's lapthe way my cat curls in mine,to feel a strong hand steadying my side,to feel breath rise and falldeeper, slower than mine. Oh, to trust so completely.Oh, to so melt. And when God gets up to… Continue reading
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Beings of Light
"I am surrounded by beings of light,"he said, and then,"Can you see them?" I could not,though I did not doubt him;as surely as he was here,they had to be here, too–had to!—to comfort him, certainly,perhaps to lead him along. Then,… Continue reading
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The Escape
It wasn't that my ownerdidn't love and care for me,but when the leash snapped–oh, I was free… Joy:tracing scents through woodland leaves,yapping unrestricted after taunting squirrels,pooping and peeing whenever and wherever the urge struck– Canine nirvana! Then I crossed the boundary between holiday… Continue reading
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The Forest
Lost in the forest,alone, afraid, abandoned,I fall to my knees,bury my face in my hands,and weep. When my tears have ended,when I have exhausted my grief,I open my eyes and look around:trees have gathered,forming a protective circle,arms joining above, sheltering… Continue reading
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Porcelain
We have a favorite CD,titled Porcelain–fragile music,delicate, round and translucent,soothing, cooling and smooth,layered with soft colorand subtle flavors,protective and nurturing. So many nightswe float to sleep,wrapped in gentle cadence… Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. (Porcelain… Continue reading
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The Tears of Fish
Small fish, lost fish,swimming in search of home: When you cry,what happens to your tears? Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading
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Reflections on Good Friday
Good Friday.Tenebrae.Encroaching darkness,stillness. We gather to acknowledge loss–the loss of Christ on the cross,that great loss that echoes, honors, confirms our own.Tonight wraps us in loss.Tonight we wear the cloak of loss.Tonight darkness sweeps the earth without the promise… Continue reading