Deepest Sympathy
When did your curious eyes glaze over?
Where did your sense of wonder die?
How did your mind become so rigid,
never stopping to question ‘why’?
January, 1992 revised April, 2004
joy
Universal Grace
Universal Grace
I could have lived on any cosmic orb,
in any species’ fleshly form,
when I in silent stillness lay,
my life a willing sacrifice…
—I offered it to the ‘fire’ of God’s great Love—
that cleansing, enlightening, enlivening Energy—
that ‘fire’ of God’s great Love.
I could have lived on any alien world,
in any body however strange,
when I in silent stillness heard
the God of all Creation say…
—I AM the UNIVERSE—
and in the power of those few words
of all-encompassing Oneness
I know the Peace and Joy of Grace.
May, 1995 revised May, 2004
Flowerpoet 