Inaugural Poem: “The Hill We Climb,” by Amanda Gorman

by Susan | Jan 20, 2021 | inspiration, poem

When day comes we ask ourselves, where can we find light in this never-ending shade? The loss we carry, a sea we must wade. We’ve braved the belly of the beast, we’ve learned that quiet isn’t always peace and the norms and notions of what just is, isn’t always...

Poem: “At The End Of The Year,” by John O’Donohue

by Susan | Dec 31, 2020 | inspiration, poem

As this year draws to its end, We give thanks for the gifts it brought And how they became inlaid within Where neither time nor tide can touch them. The days when the veil lifted And the soul could see delight; When a quiver caressed the heart In the sheer exuberance...

Poem: “The Man Watching,” by Rainer Maria Rilke

by Susan | Dec 16, 2020 | inspiration, poem

I can tell by the way the trees beat, after so many dull days, on my worried windowpanes that a storm is coming, and I hear the far-off fields say things I can’t bear without a friend, I can’t love without a sister. The storm, the shifter of shapes, drives...

Poem: “Though there are torturers,” by Michael Coady

by Susan | Oct 15, 2020 | inspiration, poem

Though there are torturers in the world There are also musicians. Though, at this moment, Men are screaming in prisons, There are jazzmen raising storms Of sensuous celebration, And orchestras releasing Glories of the Spirit. Though the image of God Is everywhere...

Poem: “When Great Trees Fall,” by Maya Angelou

by Susan | Sep 20, 2020 | inspiration, poem

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around...

POEM: “Let This Darkness Be A Bell Tower,” by Rainer Maria Rilke

by Susan | Sep 9, 2020 | inspiration, poem

Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you ring, what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change. What is it like, such intensity of...

Inaugural Poem: “The Hill We Climb,” by Amanda Gorman

Poem: “At The End Of The Year,” by John O’Donohue

Poem: “The Man Watching,” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Poem: “Though there are torturers,” by Michael Coady

Poem: “When Great Trees Fall,” by Maya Angelou

POEM: “Let This Darkness Be A Bell Tower,” by Rainer Maria Rilke

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