dailyprompt
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A thousand Billion faces I saw this year
and in each, I saw You again and again Oh Lover of my soul, holding on in my deadliest, ugliest- only You could. You my greatest Event, quenching my dark with Light, my death with Life. Whispers, Touches, Voice in my silence, Mend in the tear: in seeing You up close via everyday life, You… Continue reading
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Store-well
He is twenty something and races, speeds, skids, is a wild cheetah. Continue reading
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I used to be an owl
now am a Morning bird. How on earth did that happen? What arrived, what left? 12 was my sunrise, now I switch to 5am? Here the head is clean. Am rushing out to check my Light: the heart curious – a little like how 7 years old was, drinking Dew, touching the mist as if… Continue reading
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My Friend & Hiding Place
To my horror I realized my growing addiction to Thrillers. Exorcist though was ugly- boring. Omen more aethestically thrilling, clever. Sure I was nose-deep – in Love for the Sacred, but just about nose deep. Like a deep sea diver that flip flops with mere sand crab. One noon, my 7 months pregnant self, watching… Continue reading
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i meet You here
Here You always wrote Letters to me, in the Grab of my total attention: these Notes, I understand best when there are no demands, no selfish prayer, no request, just Us; We’ve lived in little and larger cities, villages, mountain, desert, coast, chatty spring, rowdy river to the sea, and bustling town.. & now in… Continue reading
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Chapters of Us
Dawn light shocks my drowsy cup of herbal tea, It fills my dregs, my emptiness, It trails down my throat, my skin, finger tips, my pale blue sock, It falls my floor; Its Dew sips my trees, @ interstellar pace 186,000 miles (300,000 kilometers) per second 5.88 trillion miles (9.46 trillion kilometers) per year, zips… Continue reading
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Invisible Instincts?
our instincts can be blinded by visibility? I am the Aftermath* of zillion family types we never saw; the map of them is in me. We acquire our Environment’s smiles, streets: these we inherit / disinherit, this is what we instinctively fear, or dance with. We hold what makes us feel less vulnerable. In pursuit… Continue reading
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from rivers to seas, deserts and mountains
..my favorite place will always be the heart of God, found in the broken. You shy away the hurting place, but there I’ve found my oasis. There I’ve found refuge. There, breathe Secrets that the Living die for; there we stare down hell and damnation, if we would. Between a rock and a hard place,… Continue reading
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Definitely November
last night after a long day, our son leaned his eyes in my arm. If you’ve seen him, you know he cannot see, so the sensories are numbed in eye sockets. That’s a weird thing to say, but my tears & heart filled in a way it hasn’t: with no sensible words. I sat there,… Continue reading
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The Silent Prayer
nestling where we’d least find it, in the eye of a storm; hated by hell, coveted by those who know Its power; yes This is the best possession I have now, maintained like a cherished Garden. This I’d keep forever and not let go: that secret place where we meet the immortal Continue reading
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‘Indian Picasso’ & the Saint of soup kitchens.
2 famous people? I shared airport aisle with the bare footed MF Hussain at Mumbai, & Mother Therese at a school public meet. He painted her, she Nobel peace prize recipient twice. I was too young to know what to say to either of them, but their images stay: Remnants of fabulous Rebels; Therese carried… Continue reading
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i still love windows
windows between classes, or in them. A universe of school all by themselves. I remember most today- but it all crashes in. As if all of school and college were Prep for the windows Now/ and skies, blunt with that Ageless misfit: the Truth: of an Eternity waiting to be understood. Continue reading
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Vertical Acres
6am dawn light falling in bare toes. I am 7 years old, drinking rays. Great waves of light, as if raying at me. At 7, we watch, run, sit, cartwheel in these miracles. At least once a week I return to that time, those vertical acres of Light, from toes upwards, into the sky. This… Continue reading
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And This!
Nothing impacts me like the historic Cross of Jesus, Whose blood alone redeems Life. Though I pursue power & possession, though even, give all my wealth to the poor, or speak with tongues of angels, if I have not the love of God in me, I am nothing but a clanging cymbal, a falling drop… Continue reading
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This!
as another dawn breaks over my city, am thinking what a strange new earth we live in: so much hatred, shared world wide: how and when did that happen? Who permits discrimination, racism, and why? Continue reading
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Gratitude!
it opens up every locked up domain, between Christ & me. Continue reading
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Arrested by rest!
Clarify Today I sipped a slice of sky, then sank in a storm of Quiet. We have differing words for it, I call it Stillness It wakes me up: to just be. To lull. To leave human error grows Trees in my heart; they do Psalms like palms, deep within where deserts run like Streams… Continue reading
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greet a total stranger..
…fearless (is that safe at all? Never mind tell them anyway, to please have a good day?/ is that condescending? Tell them we are preciously made (uh old school?) What I’d love to be is unselfconsciously publicly friendly, giving, caring. (But uh uh! We are self righteous around beggars, judgemental around the suffering, careless with… Continue reading
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Yelling out loud, “Peace, please!”
We wait for it, but anticipating sweetness in bitters, is an acquired taste? Yes I can put of, for long enough, my own sense of Peacefulness! Looking for white flags, or better still, making them, is what we don’t do very well? Humans try. And we pray, some. It gives me a peace that surpasses… Continue reading
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Strains from not- so- distant borders
Three of my Fav artists, not just today: their voice can break hearts of stone, if Humanity would pause a moment in our strife, to allow healing. Shilo Ben Hod, Song: Before, Album “Once Again“; Lil Boy Nethaniel & Abraham Fried, “Abba” Lil boy healed, name: Netaniel “Abba” by Abraham Fried https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxyPbKds3oGHHZ1SsyhmiDoDlOH_GAtHwg?si=pL0H5M7NDLINvUXI https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxCJSXw6y3mN-SQGk39neGqqFUipT6zymP?si=wRLlDWKK2rYryO_t https://youtube.com/clip/UgkxPH2C4_y0Sc-SVPIxSjY0RUnp0Dv5yCd7?si=FESK4oxu_NVc6o7G Continue reading
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Hunting His Fingerprint
We “..is living in ver ver bad times!”Abu would say; I was a kid and thought older folks didn’t have much to do but collect bad news like I once collected feathers. After School years, there was aunt Chera praying for rains 24×7, so that our farmers and we get good crop. So yes, everyone… Continue reading
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Attempt & Change
All my attempts at friendship did nothing to change Lil Hedgehog’s opinion that the world outside his spike-ball is ‘ugh‘. (In our visit to a Farm yesterday). How have I changed recently ? Am staring more at Creation & our Creator; at how disabilities fine tune our hearing : am attempting to put into words:… Continue reading
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Pray
..uncombed, raw from the heart meditations! This was done for a friend, battered by circumstance, and inspired by a couple that asked if I could record a ‘devotional’ – uh not easy, but here it is, 6-ish am., with two images from last evening, birds in trees nearby and this detail thats been asking to… Continue reading
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Super-naturality
Looking at the permanent – Love of God in Christ. Because I can’t look away: Its Him or hell. Nothing in between. Like wheat & tares, goat & sheep, gold & clay. I’m staring at eternity. Not tomorrow, but now, today, here: its all that will remain. Here I pray for blind eyes to see… Continue reading
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This too!
Travel Journo, & for sure, getting financial aid for people in distress! The third? – gettn help to rescue every unwanted girl child/ set up homes for them with older unwanted folk – I’m saying to me, “Copy that.” Continue reading
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Associations?
Yardley. Lavender, the aroma of new rain & that brand of ppl who are a Lil broke inside. They see you via an honesty that’s getting harder to have. They are maybe reduced to a state of freedom that slays all vanity & yards and a kadzillion yards of Brand Jesus, & some Riley C… Continue reading
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Watch more sunrises?
yes for sure, that I should do more of: more sun rises, sun sets; e’en moon & midnight inky sky. We so busy doing the next thing. Thanks for the Prompt, Daily🌻 Continue reading
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Confidence?
How would you rate your confidence level? Am pretty strong when am weak:) Continue reading
