Sunday, April 4, 2021



the door is open 

light of love fills our soul 

we have risen 



Every Easter I remember a pastor’s invitation to imagine that “I/you/we have risen,” 

and how can we change ourselves and the world around us.  



nesting in place 

buds rising in the garden  

helicopters circling 

No comments:

Post a Comment

Hands Are Full

  petrichor   heavy in the air   fills our hands