My Lord and Savior
said to me
the truth is what
you cannot see,
it's what you feel
and what you give,
who you love
and how you live,
it's the things
you keep
within your heart,
but faith must be
there from the start.

A Homeless house
a nameless face
slithers by
under an empty sky.
a silent shout
a tireless sleep
make up our dreams
in slumber deep.
oh night of nights
we must believe
that God
our father
of needless needs
was born under
an empty sky
for all of life
that
slithers by.

I searched the earth
I searched the skies
I searched the simple
I searched the wise
I searched for any
sacred place
that would treasure, keep
and guard God's grace.
I searched the temples
I searched the sea
I searched the forests
and towering trees
I searched the grave
I searched the tomb
I searched a newborn
from the womb
I searched a church
I searched the home
I searched a trail
where many roam,
I searched until
I could not see
and it was then
God said to me
"spread my joy
and live my love,
proclaim my peace
as does the dove,
know that these
are good and true
and the sacred place
can be found
in you."

Hail Mary
full of grace
guide us to the holy place,
queen of heaven
blessed mother dear
keep us in
your loving care.

I am a tiny part
in the overall plan
to show and share
love
to  my fellow man.

It is something
much bigger than me,
and if this something
I cannot see
then my inner
light will fail
allowing darkness
to prevail.

Are you circling the drain
or are you singing
in the rain?

We all face our destiny
within our own
reality.

The sacred heart
pierced repeatedly
with love and loss
sharpened arrows,
begs the questionable
value of sorrow,
while placing
redemptive power
in the holiest
of places
amidst God's
everlasting graces.