Poetry
A Well of Unwept Tears
Deep down within us, lies a well of unwept tears, perhaps the tears of a lifetime. The moments,...
Greatest Experiences
One of my greatest experiences was being still, in a small chapel, full of familiarity. I look...
Come, Holy Spirit!
Fill us as we are living; living in a form of breathing. Though during this pandemic it’s not...
Waddling Ducks
It was a dusky Friday evening. I was alone on my way home in one of the many prison walkways....
The Silver Sound
The Voices of the Angels are heard whispering. Afraid to make that sound. Thoughts echoing...
An Outdoor Meditation
On that fair bright morn, The green hills spoke to me. “Be big” said they “like our...
The Kitchen Table
Our table in the kitchen is made of wood. And where the chairs have hit the sides a mark is...
Glamour of Gougane Barra
Where the rugged road goes winding To lone Gougane far away. Where the silver streams come...