photo by Rebekah Choat
Stacks of old pictures:
what stories – what truth, what lies –
do they have to tell?
~ Rebekah Choat
old photographs
Tag Archives: poetry
These times we know much evil…
photo by Rebekah Choat
These times we know much evil, little good
To steady us in faith
And comfort when our losses press
Hard on us…
For we are fallen like the trees, our peace
Broken, and so we must
Love where we cannot trust,
Trust where we cannot know,
And must await the wayward-coming grace
That joins living and dead,
Taking us where we would not go —
Into the boundless dark.
~ Wendell Berry
a druid way…
a found poem from Frederick Buechner’s Brendan
a druid way of saying God –
the rustling of oak leaves,
the sound of shallow waves against the rocks,
the feel of mist drifting knee deep
over the blue folds and hollows of the hills.
~ Rebekah Choat
By the way…
It occurs to me that I haven’t mentioned here that I write another blog over at Books by Becka, my business website. I post book reviews there, and musings about stories, language, and so on. Here’s the link to a poem I shared there this morning: http://www.booksbybecka.com/blog.html.
ad Deum
image by Rebekah Choat
You make the music
speak and the words dance with the
breath of Your Spirit.
~ Rebekah Choat
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