Autumnal

Autumnal

Mars burns bright and close this October: I watch it through the window, as I lie, too-awake, in the dark. Drawn-in under covers as the cold bites, I shrink, foetal-shaped but old-fleshed, frail.   I am autumnal: dry-leaved, mud-under-foot, dark-dayed,...
A flash of rare delight

A flash of rare delight

Though I believe the resurrection truth, that good triumphant in the  end is known. Yet all of life seems twisted so by grief that  joy and sorrow have together grown. So to  endure is all that I can give. Enjoyment is a flash of rare delight. While only Christ...
God’s Music: Now and Then

God’s Music: Now and Then

Since I am coming to that holy room Where with thy choir of saints for evermore I shall be made thy music; as I come I tune the instrument here at the door, And what I must do then, think here before.   While my physicians by their love are grown Cosmographers,...