All things must change...

 All things must change, 

be created new—

earth and stone,

love and hate;

as a river flows

I cannot stop the tears...

EMH 2021

A flower in the garden is more enjoyable…

A flower in the garden is more enjoyable 

than all your talk at noon

of spoiled tomatoes!  

I might have answered, “why don’t you just

throw them out?”

With a smile and a stillness 

on my lips, I will do little

but watch for a day!

No masquerades—please—

I embrace

continents 

through the green grass...

soft is the wind—

distant the sea!

I’ve walked the path—

a thousand times

dreaming, composing,

I hear the cutting

of onions in the kitchen …

I’m content.

O feeble-minded cowards!

Dull as rancid fat!

Must we hear again and again 

of the traitorous, 

dishonest, 

violent man?

How much is enough?  Well, I say: “Now 

is enough!”

If this is a sport for some,

I’m sorry but —let’s be fair 

to a tired nation and its people!

Ban the evil one—for all times!!!!

Beware of Pandora’s box!

Jan. 2021

The voice utters what the eye cannot reach

 The voice utters 

what the eye cannot reach—it provokes us—

from moment to moment!

“You think too much

of articulation, “ it says.

“Do you understand

how the roots of a tree 

are folded,

wait in the icy cold soil

for the warmth of the sun to

break through?”

Time moves slowly …seasons

pursuing seasons—  in the country,

and in the city...

It’s good to gain more strength!

Roots stretch, stretch, stretch

in the dark—

to find deliverance.

Eventually they lift 

themselves out, 

welcomed by the light,

encompass wider worlds,

are beyond space confined,

shine by their own light.

Wide, oh so wide—

the height of the crown 

is delight!

All things must change

“A river runs through it...”

All things must change, 

be created new—

from earth and stone

the world’s tears...

EMH—11/5/20 6:22PM

The Servant Leader Revised 03/20

The Servant-Leader:

The role model … 

The risk-taker …

The promoter of others … 

The initiator …

Not the moocher—

But the giver

Is the one who will walk … 

That extra mile—stride

In another … person's shoes … 

Listen!  He and she truly

 Lead, and are …

Always approachable … 

The door of the heart 

Never closes-- 

… As she listens …

She learns —

As does he—

They work together,

Avoiding the arrogance 

That is ignorance—

Both… tend to be...

Generous … 

They wash …

Each other’s feet … 

And the feet of those

Who need it most!

Her words are matched by her gait,

And with her gentle grace

Those before her feel secure—

And he becomes 

Measured, modest and more restrained!

Both by nature are ‘night birds’—

Become leaders 

In the sunlight!

Love That Binds

As you and I learn to know Love
and its healing power
we experience its gentle tranquillity,
purity, and grace, where
harmony and joy superbly flower.

Here, we rest safe
in the Christly consciousness of good,
where Love reflected by you and me
is silently understood.
Aware that Love bright with light

exposes evil's tales, we see
unkind, selfish, fearful thoughts
as error-woven,
tattered, unreal veils
—evil as naught.

We feel spiritually bold, strengthened
by God's unerring law—
accepting gratefully divine Love
and its shadow-dissolving
glow.

And hear Love's voice, sublime,
gently saying, "All, all are mine."
We behold
God-derived brotherly affections
spiritually bind.

From the October 1997 issue of The Christian Science Journal

O Tree!

 O Tree—

one breath of yours

its fragrance

leave upon my verse!

I compose more in my heart 

than by these words!  I mean it and so, I’ll say it—

you help me live,

are a comfort in need!

Who understands your great worth?

Stay strong 

through fire and wind!

Soft, soft air—cool the heat!

O how one desires the flickering stars!

The overhead dark!

To look out from a tree 

And see 

The immensity of space—

To grow into it,

Feel refreshed,

Life as it regenerates!

So let it be

here and now!

And I cry out:

“Oh, peace, peace, peace!”

From the collection of my poetry, “A Glorious Vision Shaded”

O Tree!

one breath of yours

its fragrance

leave upon my verse!

I compose more in my heart 

than by these words!  I mean it and so I’ll say it—

you help me live,

are a comfort in need!

Who understands your great worth?

Stay strong 

through fire and wind!

Soft, soft—

the air 

coming from you

cools the heat!

O how one desires the flickering stars!

The overhead dark!

To look out from your canopy

And see 

The immensity of space—

To grow into it,

Feel refreshed,

Life as it regenerates!

So let it be

here and now!

And I cry out:

“Oh, peace, peace, peace!”

Rev. March 9, 2022