The Wind is Speaking
The wind is speaking
The morning night
A whispered breeze
A rhythmic quietThe wind is speaking
A gentle wake
The limbs carry
The boughs breakStars hang
A sparrow sings
A morning sighs
Copyrighted: CMM 2019
Triduum
Holy Week
Gray-streaked morning
pushing up a coral-rising dawn.
Our week of the holiest of holies
as the promise of mankind
now returns to renew the mystery.
Humanity looks to renewed hope.
the dawn of holy week peeks just above
the existence of creation.
Now two thousand years ago,
It has brought forward another Triduum.
CMM 2019
I ran almost 4 miles this morning and everywhere I ran were little pinwheels to bring awareness for child abuse .