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The Deconstruction of Christmas
My friends call me a kill-joy when it comes to Christmas decorations. Maybe that’s because I like to take everything down as soon as possible, preferably as soon as we all sing the last note of “Silent Night” and blow out our candles at church. If it were up to me, we all would sing… Read more
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Nativity
O where does this sound, this note, come from –This song in the air tonight?Did it slip from heaven, tumble on,Escape angels singing on high? O where does this light, this hope have its home,This spark that fills night before dawn?Did it travel through space? Can light travel alone,Break through from God’s holy throne? O… Read more
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Drawn Blinds
In Loving Memory of Linda and to All Who Loved Her I close the blindShed shoes and clothesLeave day behindFrom whence I rose I greet the nightI ponder restThe questions rise … Lived I my best? I fall asleep –Again draw blindsJump to my feetDo day. Do life. But then one dayWhen all is doneWhen… Read more
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Servants
It is enough that you would see, My Master, God Eternally, And that your servant I would be – Unworthy, serve you happily. For I don’t know what you will do With all that I have muddled through, Ignoble things laid down for you, In trust that you are good and true. My comfort, joy,… Read more
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A New Day
What is your complaint, barking crow?Why greet the morning with contentious noiseAs light breaks through,As morning rehearses againThe ongoing playOf the Ancient of Days. Be silent! Let others sing!Let the happier lead the processionOf the first rays!Even brother JayKnows it’s better to sing than to bark,Preens his feathers to match the coming sky. Are you… Read more
Heidi Viars 