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  • Otherworldy Relief

    I have not considered suicide,but I do see death as a welcome friend,the opportunity to stop,the opportunity to know what really mattered. Wisdom and deatharrive arm in arm–two drinking buddiesexiting the pub,laughing heartily at a jokeonly they understand. At long last,so… Continue reading

  • Moving Forward

    Is that a light I seeflickering at the end of this tunnel?Or is it the flame of yet another firewaiting to scorch and scar? I have no choice but to move forward,whatever waits. Or do I? Text and image ©… Continue reading

  • 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

  • All Is Metaphor

    All is metaphor.God,the Divine,the Transcendent,Truth(however you choose to define and labelthat which is beyond us)surrounds us,ready to lead, guide, teach. All of life is metaphor if you'll open to it. See the way the puppy looksto its ownerwith frustration, immediacy, adoration?So… Continue reading

  • Limerick

    The grace of God is unbounded;it's depths have yet to be sounded    no matter the fall,    the trip or the stall,by Love we're relentlessly hounded. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • My Hope

    My hope? That death bringsa return to the Womb: quiet,darkness,warmth. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Lent

    L is for the lunch nobody packed for me;E is for the emptiness,    not only of my stomach,    but of my future;N is for the nourisment I lack,    physically, emotionally;T is for the traffic flying past this… Continue reading

  • Only One Chance

    You only have one chance at today–only one opportunity, soon passed, to live this single day,the 16th of February, 2012. What will you do with it?Will it be well spent?Will you have gotten from it what you could?What will you… Continue reading

  • A Room for the Night

    My neon flickers,but still reads VACANCY.I am a motel of emotions,hidden from the Interstate,found only when wandering back roads. Lost? Lonely?Low on funds?Leaning into your limits?There's a room for you–small, clean,with heat, hot water, genuine rest for the night. For those… Continue reading

  • Belonging

    I want the one I loveto find his place,his happiness,his passion. I know he has found his home,as I have found mine,here where our hearts rest together. But like us all,he yearns to be neededby the world beyond. We are… Continue reading