Walking Slowly (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Following his footsteps mindful, each one important slowly going with our savior all the days of this week Hearing the ...
Following his footsteps mindful, each one important slowly going with our savior all the days of this week Hearing the ...
Grace abounding, surrounding Amazing grace, So the song goes. Reaching us, finding us, if we but pause and look for ...
Our cares, our woes, strange gifts laid on your altar, setting down own burdens before your throne, for you alone ...
Even filtered sunlight, through the storm clouds, wedges of sun, piercing through the sidewalk, the driveway, the sleet, snow giving ...
My back, my muscles loosening, becoming limber applying the liniment of work the rhythmic motion, the shovel biting in the ...
An itinerant teacher, a fisherman, a shepherd, tent maker a man wearing camel hair standing in a dirty river a ...
Light for all nations covenant to all peoples light clearing darkness January 13, 2008 (Raymond A. Foss)
After the chaos, the blizzard of wrapping, boxes, bows toys and games and clothes being torn from their slumber the ...
The risen Lord, walking with them opening the scriptures, explaining them clearing the mysteries, the true meaning the fulfillment, His ...
The trailer heading north ten canoes ready for another adventure. plates on the van from out of state hearing away ...
Driving in the fall 'morn, light filtering into the clearing wood; I spied a wall awakening from its slumber, no ...
From art to law from beauty to pain a life with twists and turns bringing him home and bringing him ...
Maybe it is the memories the change of pace that brings us there the sense of vacation maybe the smell ...
Two denizens, children of the forest broke the tree line stood in the civilized space, the green clearing the lawn ...
Campsite set Late afternoon Late June Grab a friend Get the canoe Head up the brook The tributary Portage through ...
Broken lines, walls in need of mending What would Frost say, or his good neighbor, behind mended walls? New England ...
Late January, in the cold clear wood Boots crunch through layers of snow and ice Breath catches in beard and ...
Now that they've got it settled whose I be, I'm going to tell them something they won't like: They've got ...
The sky in the trees, the trees mixed up with what's left of heaven, nearby a patch of daffodils rooted ...
Through lane it lay -- through bramble -- Through clearing and through wood -- Banditti often passed us Upon the ...
My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round. ...
I The rutted roads are all like iron; skies Are keen and brilliant; only the oak-leaves cling In the bare ...
The words are a beautiful music. The words bounce like in water. Water music, loud in the clearing off the ...
Brothers in blood! They who this wrong began To wreck our commonwealth, will rue the day When first they challenged ...
I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and ...
Through the forest, followed, Henry made his silky way, No chickadee was troubled, small moss smiled on his swift passage. ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
GUDEWIFE,I MIND it weel in early date, When I was bardless, young, and blate, An' first could thresh the barn, ...
I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
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