In truth there is mercy
let it rain down on me
the rivers of sorrow
shed, that joy may be free

I surfaced from drowning
in the pool, none could see
glad the surface was broken
want to hold fast, reverie

Oh that feeling of Being
touching life, knowing thee
what a blessing to be here
choosing, Blessed, I shall be.


My DEAR Friends, please forgive my absence of late.....things have been quite heavy on many fronts, and I just could not do all. I am glad to come home and chime in. That poem Alffe bumped is wondrous, and I am blessed to have savored it carefully in thought. So much HAS come of these paths travelled in difficulty by all who here come. It is a blessing to know each and have this place of gathering.

I will strive to be more regular in arriving here to check on all and report in, OK?

Yup,