Psalm 134

Psalm 134

Reflections
Toiling in the mundane seems     far from blessedness, but keeping your post, or not     leaving it to chance, persists an incarnation     of God's hope on site. Psalm 134
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Psalm 133

Psalm 133

Reflections
If unity means that we think     the same thing, then unity is a lost coin     in the leaves. But if it means that we share the     selfsame heart, then unity is the clean air     after rain. Psalm 133
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The Bright Blue Room

The Bright Blue Room

Everyday
I don't remember the sky without    those man-made clouds - those airplane slug trails      that lead from concentration to dissipated        sky dander. But I remember the water.     Creeks and runoffs slither and coil      in my mind's three-ring scrapbook — that oily film that glittered    on the standing water -      that eerie foam near the rapids. I can feel the rough sandbanks     on my toes and the lurking fear of the cottonmouth nearby. The road noise moves him, and the slap of his body on the green-brown shallows snaps me out of myself. And I run like hell all the way to my bright blue bedroom     in that pink brick ranch and shiver with life.
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