Saturday, July 25, 2009














snow rises into trees
horse chuffs for dying grasses
between us a fence

Monday, July 20, 2009

















Burled


my heart is
imperfect
infected
unformed
deformed
Holy You are
I merely holey
Living Water
flows through me
only because
I am so broken
how can I be
Your vessel
more hole
than whole yet
Yours
my
heart
is

 
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