Dragonfly hovers Grace and time appear to pause To taste the moment
Dragonfly hovers Grace and time appear to pause To taste the moment
I recently rediscovered a rare moment of inspired creativity I had left as a comment to this article back in March, 2008, “No Resistance is Futile”. The form of haiku— Like banks of a river flows Creativity The point of the article, and the website too, is that limitations, restrictions, or boundaries narrows ones focus […]
The form of haiku— Like banks of a river flows, Creativity (inspired by this article)
Leaves fall and trees wait, Naked they stand through winter, Testaments of faith.
Silence asserts not. It is simple nothingness Around every sound. Like God, silence waits To be heard among the thoughts. It never changes. Not to soothe with balm, Silence calls to stimulate, To notice no-thing. The song of silence Teaches one to listen, and Imbues with Presence.
In front of TV, on the couch sits Apathy, quite comfortably.
Butterfly flutters, A flower basks in the sun, Contact charges life.
Slow is patience taught; Waiting teaches non-doing; Instilled is wisdom.
On the thin border between faith and doubt walks Christ, calling all to trust.
To do something small, it is very difficult to have much meaning.
An haiku of hope: Made is the promise: all lost things are someday found, if they want to be.