Category: Poetry

blues

hour after hour I watch the sea and sky transform blue to blue to blue

The Sea and the Poet

We have had a few quiet and reflective days here by the sea in Pafos. I have really enjoyed the down time and the refreshing salt winds of the sea. It has been great to spend time knitting, reading, meditating, and writing some poetry of my own. Here’s one of the few that I have…

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The Sea

We are in Cyprus for a couple of weeks. This is our yearly trek to the land of encouragement. And encouraged we are! Great to be with the community of friends we have here. Great to be with our daughter, who is stationed here for the next six months. Great to be by the sea….

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God’s irony…

humble beginnings tender shoot sprung from parched ground God’s great irony He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground. He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him (Isaiah 53:2).