Life – a cup at a time
A Lament One moment Breath, the next it’s gone; lungs full but not of air. Bereft of loved ones’ touch They die alone. And God cries. “Use the inside lot,” the suit says. “Guards will keep the riffraff out.” Money insulates the powered from the ones they pledged to …
Do you look for God or the devil in the details? (Do you even pay attention?) I found myself asking this question the other day, when our roller coaster weather dipped from sun and the high 70s to 8 inches of snow and 19 degrees. We needed the snow. Good, ground-soaking snow that could soak …