Category Archives: Voice of the Soul

firmamentum…

“When the Sky was separated from the Earth — Firmly held together up to then — And when the goddess mothers appeared.” [Sumerian & Akkadian creation story] For on the birthday, the horizon opens & yields to the sky. And … Continue reading

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Weep No More Fair Rockport Willow….

Your roots Secure History …

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A Remembrance of Wings

Re-call Below the Keystone Bridge Here where the ice melts Down to snow & Covers the primitive earth, Feathers form. Angels member wings, They hover, We inform their distance from us, Circle & inscribe their flight By the words, cherub, butterfly, … Continue reading

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The Heart is a Slow Carriage for the Soul….

One day I found my way, waist deep in snow, somewhere in the Great Marsh of Ipswich. There I chanced upon this scene… and the snow so moved so slow….

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Our winter-suffering foliage, our dark evergreen,,,

“Some day, in the emergence from this fierce insight,  let me sing jubilation and praise to assenting Angels.  Let not a single one of the cleanly-struck hammers of my heart  deny me, through a slack, or a doubtful, or  a … Continue reading

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500 Hundred Million Little Bells

“People have stars, but they aren’t the same. For travelers, the stars are guides. For other people, they’re nothing but tiny lights. And for still others, for scholars, they’re problems. For my businessman, they were gold. But all those stars … Continue reading

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Balulalow

O my dear heart, young Jesu sweit, Prepare thy creddil in my spreit And I sall rock thee in my hert, And never mair from thee depart. But I shall praise thee evermore With sangis sweit unto thy gloir. The … Continue reading

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