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Sanctuary

The wood echoed with the laughter of a woodpecker, finely tuned wrens and a black cap called high above my head, light refracted on the unfurling leaves, around me a sea of blue. Silently, softly treading as if in a church, Feeling the power of love enfolding my heart, I sank into the beauty as it overwhelmed the sadness, the fear of you. A tree creeper scrambled upwards delighting my…

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All that was made was made through Him.

It pressed into his skull, tearing his skin, wild thorns shocking Him. A man with a lash, watched him tremble but played his part in the injustice til He was almost dead. Did he remember They were both made through Him and for Him? Did he regret speaking creation into being? As the light was dawning, they were forming at a time, long ago. As trees grew, flowers bloomed, spikes…

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The Fragrant Blessing of Hope

Mary speaks part 2 I cannot go on. My heart is dead, a blackness entered my soul and his battered body is ever before my face. I am empty, any pride in him is gone. Was any of it true? Oh I need Joseph he would remind me of the words of  angels, God sent around his birth. He is not here either. I cannot go on. John is here, he is broken too. he holds my hand and says that God…

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I Cannot do this

Part One – Mary speaks:- I cannot do this, I cannot be this. He is my baby. I feel as though a sword has pierced my soul. — I cling to Mary Magdalene as she clings to me. What sense is this? His work is not finished. What can he do when dead? — My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, I said those words as he moved in my womb. He will cast down the mighty from their…

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I am writing from a heart grieving the losses

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This Lent let us grow in love.

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Candlemas

Anna, she’d seen them come and go, power greedy, denying the poor. She’d wept for men and women alike,  abused, oppressed and separated out. Daily she exchanges her prayer filled cell, for the temple, glorious in its abundant splendour. … Simeon, faithful in prayer and living, seeking daily the face of God, turns to  God’s Holiest word and the Spirit inspiring Says to the old man, ‘Come…

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The Crown of Thorns

Blood dripped on the floor as  he plaited, The Cruel Crown. To inflict pain always causes pain. No one knew the cost of those long, deep piercing nail like thorns. No one asked. Who picked the branches wove them and who forced them on Christ’s head? Did he look Jesus in the eye? Was it placed from behind Doubling the shock? Did his own thorn pierced hands mingle his blood with…

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Three Wise Men

The heights were cold in the old bones, the lowland warm  the desert hot in the day and freezing by night. Still they came, a parade  seeking God, who had called them with a star. Many a night huddled for warmth they sought other signs but only a star in the cold bright sky answered them with mystery. Many months passed and many sights seen, troubles overcome, sickness passed, til…

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Autumn Dance

Over the dying countrysidethere the grace of God glows,As death reachesfor the green foliage,so, the creator reachesFor a palette. A rainbow of colours,exotic in array.Covenanted to returninexuberant joyAs the faithful SpringtimeReveals her plenty. Shall we dance thenin the joy of Autumnand rise in the gloryof our Spring?

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The Angel in the Flak Jacket

The Angel stood tall, the flak jacket contrasting carefully his glowing, golden skin. A man caressed his clattering, chattering, machine gun,  ——– a tear crept from the corner of his eye and slowly slid down his cheek. While the soldier considered the hungry endangered crowds for another kill. —– The child lay at the angel’s feet, skin the colour of clay, blood congealed around ebony…

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A Child's Cry

Life is changed, Abruptly. when a crying child’s prayer seems unanswered. —- Was he changed, whose innocence led Abruptly to his crucifixion? —– I asked, I grumbled, Shouted, His reply humbled me. —– I am there, I hold them in my heart, I weep for the prayers  unanswered, as powers refuse my word. —— I am in the collapsed hospital, I feel each shot, the terrible torture of…

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Too Late?

The flowers wilt on the wracked earth, there are no buzzing bees, temperatures soar untempered, children stare out of thin slits, curtains, closed against the searing sun. – It was an emergency, now it  emerges change was too late. Nothing growing on the farms where water has long been gone.  — It was an emergency, now it  emerges change was too late. Nothing growing on the…

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Too Late!

——————————— The flowers wilt on the wracked earth, there are no buzzing bees, temperatures soar untempered, children stare out of thin slits of curtains, closed against the searing sun. ———————————————- It was an emergency, now it  emerges change was too late. Nothing growing on the farms where water has long been gone. ——————————— The flowers wilt on the wracked earth, there are no…

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Walking:

soft leaves brush my face, and powerful, small bird song fill my ears, the breeze refreshes my skin, the earth gentles my footsteps, the sun warmth reaches me through the webbing branches and somewhere there is the pulse of water, to quench my thirst, my eyes tearing up as I find the first  tiny pyramids pink and red amongst the green grass, and kneeling in awe amongst the grasses I…

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Thorns of Capitalism.

Their words were strong and like a sword, penetrating the wisdom of wealth, opting to stand up and be counted. The listeners shocked, leering, reeling, pointed at their form tenderly kneeling, Slowly they rose and started speaking astounded. A smile danced in their countenance, their lips spoke their ordinance, “If my words are hard to hear,” not daunted- they pointed to the cross on…

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Crisis

I waken, crying, for the Middle East eruption, corruption, for the Russian occupation of a sovereign nation for women and children fleeing before raping soldiers, desperately seeking food, shelter, safekeeping. -=-=- I watch the news with sinking feelings, leads to kneeling and crying out they’re stealing the lives of children, breaking promises, torturing prisoners, hostages…