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The Beatitudes of Resistance   Blessed are those who refuse the lie that one life is worth more than another, for the future of humanity is ...

See him coming with the clouds above: A rampant lion and a startled dove, Eyes ablaze with twinkly sparkly love: The prince of glory...

We are the body of Christ. And we come today to break bread and to pour out wine in memory of him. The body of Christ is broken for...

A lifetime sentence, never spoken  to completion. A poem  unfinished; free in form, but stable  in structure. We are  joined,  yo...

February fades and spring marches in; random rows  of snowdrops and daffodils, all lent an air of precision by  roses, pr...

Long night ahead? Nah, just a short day. It's not the hours of darkness that bother me, but the passing of the day: '...

The Spirit gave up with a gentle whimper, grown hoarse from too much whispering. The wilderness was a big place for a lone voice, and it too...

Meaning hides in the gaps between words, while letters shape the space into which they fall. We know nothing, which is probably ...

This world is a trick of my mind's eye. This body a form of endless deception. Equality is a myth, and exploitation abound...

May the peace of Christ be with you. May the mind of Christ give shape to your thoughts. May the emptiness of Christ release you...

Totalitarian religion Occasional grace Irresistible certainty Limited understanding Extreme prejudice Total condemnation ...

Saint Francis of Assisi si Went to see what he could see, see, see. But all Assisi saw, saw, saw, Was the saviour in the faces...

Everlasting to everlasting; eternity to eternity; moment by moment. Life is a mystery of being, a constant quest for meaning. ...

"Mind how you go", said the old woman. And she knew the importance of this advice.   Each step is a gift, each...

It's still now. Present perfected. Past action repeated. Captured moments. Keeping time. Here again. Nothing lost. Still now.

'Stop the world,' said the king, 'I'm getting confused.             Let's take five, simmer down, and think... ...

'The Sign of the Time' - a poem for Advent Divine Time is not a line, from Earth to Heaven, from Hell to redemption. from here to th...

God help me, I do not believe... I do not believe in God the Father. I do not believe in a virgin birth. I do not believe in three wise men...