Thursday, July 9
Shadow
Guardian of the Threshold

Guardian of the Threshold

Religion
the wall extends into the misty mountainswhere signal-keepers watch warilyas the madoffs steadily advanceready for a frontal assaultstealing the liminal and marketing itseduction causes a wall to crumbleas the sweet music of comfort callssinging a hymn of joy to the worldthe guardian rushes to defendthe child tempted by the sparkleand luminosity of the siren songroaring with anger striking at tables topped with filththe guardian casts a sacred net stopping the advancefor today Poem: ©Terri StewartPhoto credit: ©Christine Valters Paintner, www.AbbeyoftheArts.com
Timeless, A Hymn to our Spiritual Ammas and Abbas

Timeless, A Hymn to our Spiritual Ammas and Abbas

Religion
   Verse 1 The mystery of God floats through the cool air. Approaching my heart with timeless despair. With courage and fear I look to the sky. I follow you up the ladder to die. Verse 2 In places away from the city I roam I go to stay and give my heart home The passions I fight are not alone the virtues of Love found in the heart’s home Verse 3 The earth and the sky speak of my true heart My wrapping does hang wherever thou art A journey to God is now my life’s goal to see you and feel you within my soul. Verse 4 To be in the world is my truest call But faith is alone, the great gift from God A justified faith without the good works Is lost in confusion drowning out mirth. Verse 5 Love calls us to God when we can sit still to ponder a vision until we are filled or to set us free...
Psalm

Psalm

Poetry, Psalm, Religion, spiritual practice, Spirituality
Eli Eli lama sabachthani? where were you when the embryo hatched and was formed by blood-spattered hyenas tearing hope from limb to limb and laughing gleefully at the mockery where were you when the embryo fell and love offered a hit of a crack pipe covered in symbols flashing through the ghetto offering escape from the desolate heat the hands that should be reaching out are cut off at the wrists bleeding sanctimonious tripe in defiance of the call to love the least , lost, and lonely while sentencing each embryo to death guilty rings through the room as we continue to bleed the embryo out with ignorance born of fear and shame and the lie of the only way being my way standing on the corner shouting belligerently to repent or die revelation rings through the cosmos as the embryo marches th...