Quieting Myself (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Reclaiming a lost discipline Quieting myself, in the presence of God letting go of the world spending time in the ...
Poems about pausing (31 Poems)
Our Hands Open (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
At the altar rail pausing, in prayer, waiting for the bread for the cup waiting for You to feel your ...
To God be our Thanks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
not to ourselves works of our hands we give our humble prayer as a people, a nation to God be ...
In Thankfulness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Entering into In the season of waiting expectantly celebrating the coming of the Christ child pausing, in thankfulness in the ...
give thanks for daily gifts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
humbly, pausing, stopping to praise giving thanks to our Lord for daily gifts of grace the little things of this ...
The Wind (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Running for coffee out to the car, still night The sound of the wind in the maples, losing their leaves ...
His Blood Spilled (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pausing in my praying aware of the fragrance of Christ the smell of his blood resting upon my hands His ...
Raising the Colors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Running to court, a quick filing before racing to the office, a swallow of coffee, gathering papers another hearing, another ...
At the Rail Received (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We kneeled, at the rail received the bread, the wine the body, the blood, sharing the communion meal, at God's ...
Pausing for the Stranger (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The two pilgrims, going home their hope being tested Pausing for the stranger stopping on the road to Emmaus walking ...
On My Knees (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Coming to your table on my knees at the rail taking the bread into my cupped hands drinking of the ...
At the Rail Received (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We kneeled, at the rail received the bread, the wine the body, the blood, sharing the communion meal, at God's ...
Honoring Our God (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The Sabbath rest, remembering his rest at the end of the days, creating all honoring our God all his wondrous ...
Blood and Tissue (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For an instant on Sunday in the pausing after the amen I could see the capillary action the infusing of ...
After the Greening (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
in the dimly lit Sanctuary, the Chancel ready for the Choir's rehearsal aglow and adorned pausing to notice the manger, ...
The Christ Candle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In that holy place, on that Oh Holy Night we rose as a family, to the chancel rail into the ...
Raining Prayer (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We were all in prayer heads bowed in the sanctuary as she began to speak to proclaim our petitions speak ...
To Ellen, At The South (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The green grass is growing, The morning wind is in it, 'Tis a tune worth the knowing, Though it change ...
We talked with each other about each other (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We talked with each other about each other Though neither of us spoke -- We were listening to the seconds' ...
Now I knew I lost her — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Now I knew I lost her -- Not that she was gone -- But Remoteness travelled On her Face and ...
Glowing is her Bonnet, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Glowing is her Bonnet, Glowing is her Cheek, Glowing is her Kirtle, Yet she cannot speak. Better as the Daisy ...
The Soul selects her own Society (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Soul selects her own Society -- Then -- shuts the Door -- To her divine Majority -- Present no ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
A Culinary Puzzle (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
In our dainty little kitchen, Where my aproned wife is queen Over all the tin-pan people, In a realm exceeding ...
For Music (Lord Byron Poem)
THERE be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet ...
There Be None of Beauty’s Daughters (Lord Byron Poems)
There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like Thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet ...
Stanzas For Music (Lord Byron Poem)
There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet ...
The Boy And the Angel (Robert Browning Poem)
Morning, evening, noon and night, ``Praise God!; sang Theocrite. Then to his poor trade he turned, Whereby the daily meal ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 06: Portrait Of One Dead (Conrad Aiken Poem)
This is the house. On one side there is darkness, On one side there is light. Into the darkness you ...