“to tell me something”


“to me doe thou incline thine eare”
- Whole Booke of Psalms lxxi.i,ii








to tell me something,
to see if I hear,
to try connecting
this way or that,
to proffer a hope,
to tender a care,
to see if the universe
listens you back.

to raise you, God,
a silvering eye,
moon-cut night
opening here.

not so much
a pushing back,
as pray your leading
into next,

mending something
needful here,
ridge-top cresting,
star-field near,
light into love
ours to bear,
God-light lending
strength to care.


“Jehovah, I for safety doe betake my self to thee…
to me doe thou incline thine eare.”

- Bay Psalm Book 71, vv. 1, 2.


“my word shall go forth”

"For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven..."

“For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven…”










come to the edge of her prayer-field she pauses,
waters flown warmer in seasons beyond

winter-tossed cresting the shoreline before her,
ice surging bluffs the wintering storm

stretching forth waters the Spirit-turned heaven,
under-tree arching the waves freezing form

prayer given once in greenwood in Hamlin,
still yet G*d groaning, the world giving born.


“For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven…so shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth:
it shall not return to me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please.”
– Isaiah 55:10-11

Lake Ontario shoreline ice-waves photo courtesy Marian Shearer, Hamlin Park, N.Y.

forest for trees



to fly free the frame,

or try to in leaving,

far out the wood,

masked branches fleeting.


forest for trees

thought I was seeing,

tangling vine,

stumble you bringing.


how to me God

suffer the reaching,

if not you there,

then in us meeting.


forest for trees

held yours in seeing,

pray me the song

your sparrow bringing.



“It shall come to pass
that before they call, I will answer;
And while they are still speaking,
I will hear.”

– Isaiah 65:24 (NKJV)





what she seeks is fall to quiet,
daylight weaving seeping ground,
praying let the shore to silence,
even as she gathers round

bend to her the waters washing,
slipping decades, praying mound,
first or last or next the sending,
ebbing island, crossing sound.


John 13:1-17

“…my prayer rises with the sun”

"...my prayer rises with the dawn."  - Psalm 5:3

“…my prayer rises with the dawn.”
Psalm 5:3









let my prayer
into your dawn, God,
meet my awe
your temple come.

shelter us
within your waking,
stir your voice
inside our breath.

trust enough
to enter mercy,
love enough
to join your grace.

come delight
with we who claim you,
bend your strength
to shield the way.


(on Psalm 5, in “Work of God.”)

“peace I leave”

“Peace I leave with you,
My peace I give to you;
not as the world gives
do I give to you.”

- Jesus (John 14:27, NKJV)

Your peace given
ours to breathe,
yours somehow,
the world’s together.

Sudden as
we drop our scythes,
come to pray
a world together.

Peace nor love
nor your charge fear,
given into
world together.

As if light
weren’t yours to give,
lead us care
the world together.

Peace as if
you made us each,
ours to leave
the world together.

cup & grace

cup and grace, photo Jan 29, 2014

cup and grace








cup and grace I wonder you,
still the circle folding round

yet the base to wake again,
holy as if we were bound.

how the light sufficient pour,
how the dew enough its need,

how the reaching closes yours,
how the warming ours to bring.