As the Lord hath said:" There is none without sin.
No not one!"  Who then can condemn?  Who can
Judge?  The judged and the condemned who can
With honesty claim that they have been defamed
By all who dishonestly proclaim that they have the
Right to judge. But who has never made that claim.
No not one.  Lord holy is your silence; Blameless.
"Be still and know the Lord your God."  Then may
You  say you joyfully know He has heard my prayer

The wise old oowl told me long ago
God's nane but I did not understand
It was not a question but the answer
God's name is"Who" Who Knows I
Am not sure if my knowing this will
Make any difference.  Who can tell.
Who art in heaven is the only One.
The only One that knows but yet I
Sometimes I wh feel so awful close
To that Who "s on first that like one
Who just got the joke I laugh and like
A small child I feel like I 'm on First.

What a giddy feeling it is till someone
Yells " Your Out" What a spoil sport
II  I had to guess Its envy making up
The rules, but I know it's Who's rules
That all  the children know happiness

It slipped ghost like over  the eye of my conscience
A thief in the night it came unseen and took my truth
How many times I have repented even now so many
Years afterwards.  I do believe God forgave me but
I do not forgive myself for the callous act.  That I can
Not just accept the grace given so freely from my Lord
Is it that I do not  believe as I tell myself not to forget
Saying again and again Never again, Never again as if
That were some voodoo charm with power over all evil
There is still a scar over my third eye that keeps  me
Remembering what I would not have ever done if only
I  had but been true to myself.  Is it my pride that still tells
Me I could never fall prey to that silent ghostly film that
Passed between my soul' and and muted the voice of my
God.  Why should there ever be an eclipse of the sun; and
When it passes and sky is bright blue again why return to
Thoughts of darkness always asking why -Why me?
I who would be with you in heaven still cannot accept
My childhood-that you understood and still loved me
Even when I feet so bad about being bad I do not know
What to do or the reason why ...
Still  I am a child of God and Lord
I need you to tell me again and
Again  that you still love me. 
Again and Again that you Love
Me,   Amen





For all Gods Creatures: May we always show them kindness and be thankful.

Modest is but to shield the eyes from the
Bright Star that is our innocence that we
Might not be blinded by the  of the light
With the all consuming desire to claim it
Drawn like a moth to the flame.  Seeking
Seeking the light that seeks us.  Surely this
Is a happy death.  We are drawn to Love- A
Consuming Love is to be together at last the
Dream fulfilled; to be together.  To be  One
With our hearts desire: Innocent forever We
Are but God;s Love Song.  Rising to heaven
As the smoke of prayers  is writhing upward
Returning to Him the gift of our Innocence

Back when I was young and The Village
Was new there was an old and broken apple
Tree just over a little hill  
Less than a hundred yards or so from my
Backdoor.  It was small, a crab apple I think
But I do not ever seeing any apples.  It was squat
Almost split down the middle of its short trunk.
Probably struck by lightening.
Still in the Spring every year it produced the most
Beautiful white blossoms.  No one seemed to notice
Its been more than 70 years since we moved in there and
Almost as many since I left.  I understand that the Village
Goes on but it seems impossible that the old apple tree
Still lives but in my memory it will always be part of me.
After my time there my life changed 'n when I I came back
I was married.  Now I too am broken but still I try to live
Putting out little blossoms from time to time and though
There are few I know who take notice some will think
Back on their youth and  will remember I was part of it

For my sister Sue; and for all my and her old friends,
some remembered some gone but still remembered from
The Village.

Is it that thou should be considered great; famous; rich ;powerful?
Here on earth?  In Heaven?  Become as little children for theirs is
The supreme gift. Life eternal in the Kingdom belonging to all of
The children of God.  At the end of this mortal life  who would not
Forsake all earthly glory to know that that child'd place had been
Given.   To play forever  happy  content at the feet of  the Lord..
Remember this My brothers and sisters that Day of the Lord is ,,,
Therefore be as you will be knowing from God Our Father we are

Having loved thru the darkest night
Loved the night and even then knew
The Star of a love that over came to
Believe and know you would return
I loved you all in all.  Whole  you are
All your parts I adore the more not to
Reject anyone Love abides and is One.