Poetry

  • He Came to Die

    He came in grace and lowliness He came from heaven high He came in love and holiness        And yet, He came to die.

  • Here In The Footsteps

    Here in the footsteps of the journey Here in the moments of the day Here in the waiting and the yearning How can the wand'rer find the way?

  • Leaf

    Lattice-work, letting in the sun in dappled glory

  • The Call

    I hear the call, feel the pull, from places far below To journey down, turn around, give up sword and bow.