What We Desire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The world we pray for the sense of reconciliation the union of the faithful only if we make it Needing ...
The world we pray for the sense of reconciliation the union of the faithful only if we make it Needing ...
The necks of the ferns the fiddleheads opening like the wings of butterflies the blood making them rigid the ferns ...
The wellspring of words the sense of the place writing giving me words to speak the source of this space ...
The cup just passed the taste still ripe sitting on their tongues as Christ started to speak The wine, after ...
A vision of the garden that night in Gethsemane with Christ crying, praying that we all may live The taste ...
Going to the mountaintop focused on the cross our master calling in this time set apart A taste of eternity ...
A quiet resolve a sense of some closure; but the pain still there our innocence gone Without cheering no joy ...
A reminder of mortality in the falling blossoms captured on images the spirit of their nation The ancient screens images ...
So much can be said yet nothing understood not as a human not unto ourselves In the coming of the ...
True sacrifice in the human sense is given it is not imposed the first is righteousness the latter is suffering ...
Utter devastation the loss of their nation nothing will be the safe for many years to come The enormity of ...
A prayer for peace for the taste of true freedom for peace in the Maghreb for all its neighbors for ...
The children, the aged, the infirm among us destined to oblivion marginalized in the budget services removed aides eliminated advocated ...
Aware of my weakness my failings in this life feeling his presence walking with my God Spending time in silence ...
In some sense the statement true Christ had to die to set us free unable by ourselves to change from ...
Sitting down with evil giving lies a stage complicit in their propaganda giving voice to their rage The opiate of ...
More alive than ever lost in this moment in the sense of your grace your dancing with us Alive in ...
Our hands on history the prints of our nations all people under dictatorship able to ask questions Where were we ...
Struggling still in my life trying to find my way yet more at peace in this trying every day Wandering, ...
Thinking about dinner sitting around the table how often we grab, ask for the salt how much stronger how more ...
A challenge for the plowman thrown down in as in a duel the road now five feet wider To see ...
All that I am all the good I do all that I offer my gifts, my words my passion for ...
In my despair aware of my poverty my sin washing over me falling, falling from deep within the pit I ...
An impression of the infinite a taste of the divine when we care for our neighbor offering love to all ...
Descending from the heavens as Christ rose from the waters God's voice shining upon him as if it were shimmering ...
God's comfort His abundant healing His presence redeeming bringing us hope, sight to those who are blinded joy to the ...
A journey, in Advent waiting, but hoping knowing so much of how the story unfolds A journey, in Advent coming ...
Every picture tells a story yet words can draw, can paint can make a picture a rich tapestry, the splash ...
More than the others senses of our bodies more than sight, taste more than our hearing, our sense of smell ...
More than the others senses of our world our bodies, our clay the importance of one to touch, to reach ...
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