Poetry

Sometimes a prayer begins simply enough, until we realize we’re asking for something that might actually change us. During a recent Quiet Time, I found myself sitting beside an imagined fire with God, watching the flame slowly become an inner flame. What began as a peaceful image became a deeper prayer about surrender, fear, longing, and the Divine Love already burning within us. Living Flame of Love is an invitation to slow down, sit with the words, and notice what happens when we stop trying to control where prayer takes us.

There are mornings when the hardest thing isn’t getting started…it’s staying.
Staying with your thoughts. Staying in the quiet. Staying when nothing is resolving, shifting, or making sense.
This poem came out of one of those mornings. When everything in me wanted to run, but I stayed. And God met me there.

In a quiet moment, a simple image emerged: God is like gravity. Steady, present, and holding us long before we remember to reach. Beneath the noise and effort, that presence remains. This poem is a gentle invitation to return to it.

Life moves quickly, and it’s easy to forget the power of simply being still. Yet in the quiet moments, when the noise fades and the striving softens, we often hear the voice that matters most. This poem is an invitation to pause and return to that stillness. Still....

This week’s poem came from a quiet moment of stillness and listening. If you’d prefer to hear it read aloud, you can listen to the audio version here: Link to Audio Version   One with the Divine Flow of Love   I sit in stillness, waiting— not striving to...

This week’s poem came from a quiet moment of stillness and listening. If you’d prefer to hear it read aloud, you can listen to the audio version here: Link to Audio Version     God’s Alive In Me For so long, I searched outside myself for love, for life, for...