We are angels to each other My needs met in you and yours in me. At the very least we keep each other afloat At peace and on an even keel Company in other’s solitude Fellow travellers of this pilgrim’s road. At best, though I suspect God might mean us to reflect each other’s light … More A Poem: Angels
They tell me there is no heaven on earth. But I have found pieces that resemble it and have put them together with a bonding agent made of hope and faith. And love, that when the sun strikes it in a certain way, the whole picture comes alight, as something from another place. They tell … More A Poem: Heaven
I fall asleep to my petitions, and wake with praise on my lips and the sense of something turned around, as I slept. “I make all things new”, He says. Just like the sun, on a new day is the same but rises clothed afresh in a thousand different shades. Just as the sun makes … More A Poem: Pray without Ceasing
We don’t always know which road to take, although we perceive your face at every bend. The way unclear, slowly reveals to our eyes, so slow to discern, that which-ever option we choose to take, even that of staying put, you always wait for us with utmost courtesy. As though we didn’t have time to … More A Poem: Turn-Points
I will climb to you by a ladder made from the days I’ve put behind me and those I’m yet to live When the sun is hard to find I will then add a rung and it will lead me higher still to seek its dawning light. I can climb to you. Although you’re never … More A Poem: A Ladder
Honour your body. It is your waka, the vessel you navigate the tributaries of life. It holds the treasure of your mind and heart. It is the anchor for your spirit’s flight. Give it is full due. Treat it with the dignity and care that you would one who serves you. Treasure your heart. It … More A Poem: Te Whare Tapa Wha
“Keep going, don’t give up”, I read. Yet keeping going today, looks something like, closing and opening my eyes; and turning over to my other side in bed. Progress is sometimes measured in the smallest increments. My not giving up today was perhaps seen in the leap of my heart, at the Tui and … More A Poem: Ascension
Loss is so deep there are no words to define its meaning, that we can speak. It is empty, like the ringing of a bell gone silent. Or the rush of the bird that all of a sudden takes flight. We are left alone. And that alone, is overwhelming. We can no longer stand up … More A Poem: Wordless
Except a grain of wheat fall, catch the current of the wind, and lose all sense of direction, to rest in a place unbidden and foreign, it remains a single grain. Yet, unbridled or contained, and at the mercy of God’s faithfulness, it bears the seed for the new season’s harvest. It becomes new bread. … More A Poem: Except a Grain of Wheat
There are some days in which, just as the sun travels from east to west across a blue horizon; I find myself held up, carried aloft, that my clay feet might not touch the ground. I did not know, I was so light, or inclined to be absent? Rather I think it is that you … More A Poem: Borne Up
Living Tree Poetry 