2/17/16 A poem for this season of Lent…   Your love is the desert Where this dry, piercing heat Consumes every ounce of moisture in my bones Until they cry out, parched, for You like the relief of water to the desperate.   Your longing for me is this desert Where the burning, relentless winds Empty me of … More Desert


                                                                         02/11/14 Beauty. In wrinkled, pungent skin. In soft, firm hands that guide with confident love. In the multitude of … More Lourdes