“You can fly!” sings the Wind. Though my wingless flesh can scarce believe it.
Month: March 2011
An Open Letter to a Friend, Lost on the Road
I found the way to my destination and found my destiny along the path, like golden bread crumbs left by another weary traveler.
Happy St. Patrick’s
I arise today
Through the strength of heaven;
Cross Myself, Ashes pt. 2
Forty days to cross myself and remember that my selfishness was and is costly.
Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall……
Just a few thoughts on the season of Lenten as it begins tomorrow. First of all, let me say that I am hardly qualified to speak about… Read more “Ashes, Ashes, We All Fall……”