Our Healing Poetry

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Set your Heart on the Greatest Gifts

There are so many creative ways that the Spirit tries to speak to us. We have to keep listening.

Once I was complaining to a wise friend that I often awakened at about two o'clock in the morning and then could not get back to sleep. The friend asked me if I really wanted to know why I awoke. I did want to know, for the days after these sleepless nights were a grim ordeal. So he told me that God wanted to talk with me. With my watered-down liberal theological training, I thought he was making fun of me, and I said so. He replied sincerely: "God woke up Samuel in order to talk to him. Why do you think that the Holy One won't speak to you in your darkness? Do you think God had changed?"

Since I had found that the Divine had directed me out of a dead-end street through my dreams, I thought that listening for God in a sleepless night might well be worth a try. The following night when I awoke, I got up and went to a place where I could be warm. With journal and pencil in hand, I spoke inwardly: "Well, God, here I am, what do you have on your mind?" To my utter amazement, something spoke back to me. I recorded both the questions and the answers. A real conversation followed, and these conversations have continued many nights during the past forty years.

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Just Listen

When you ask me to listen,

I will listen to you.

I will not interrupt you.

I will not stop you from saying everything you have to say;

You may not want to hear about my feelings.

I will just listen.

I will not judge you.

I will not tell you that you're right or wrong.

You have your own values.

I will just listen.

I will not force my advice on you.

I will not lead you astray with my "misguided wisdom."

Only you know what you have to do.

I will just listen.

I will not feel sorry for you.

You may not want my pity.

I will not cry for you, but with you, and...

I will just listen.

I will not tell you how you should feel.

You have a right to any and all feelings.

I will not deface your feelings' value.

I will just listen.

I will feel your pain, joy, anger and laughter.

I will try to understand.

Not a single word or feeling will go by without my utmost scrutiny.

I will honestly care.

But most importantly...

I will just listen

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A Special Night

We are walking home

It's a special night

The moon is rising up

And our spirits are high

I open the door

And let us in

Clothes on the floor

It’s the beginning of sin

The moon is shining down

It's lighting your skin

Looking away

Is the hardest thing

My lips lock yours

Our tongues meet and play

I bite your neck

A moan slips away

The feelings so strong

The right time is now

The candles are swaying

Watching the shadows make love

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SILENT FLIGHT

In the silence, The clarity of your voice, climbs high upon the eagles wings.

The chains of doubt that imprison my soul, fall away beneath my feet.  In the freedom and majesty of the sentinel's gaze, faith is strengthened And hope returned to a weary heart, upon the silent flight of eagles wings.

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