As if we understood, the stars sing their ancient melody, while the moon keeps her soft vigil, faithful in love. Our desires gently laid aside,

Easter 2026 The days lengthen with morning light, as plum tree flowers, risen from root beneath the city street, assure the faithful life will not

In the rolling hills rising from the Snake, a ranch nestles far from the road, a green hush folded in the land, grazing cattle in

“As light travels, and silence heals, the hand of God brightens the night sky,” a message written in code, lit with one spark of distant

Sitting in darkness, I live between worlds of day and night, opening passages in the earth house, as I quietly render the awakened and holy

Moon lover, devotee of the stars, I keep watch on the winter sky, welcoming darkness where light burns brightest, and stars sing to the children

I step from the cold cave of regret and find myself among the living. Past and future dissolve as mist rises off the water. Disciples

Feeding my animal body, I eat prisoners’ food, listen to the warden’s drone on static-filled speakers. Though grown soft, my spirit body still flies through

Nestled in the half-moon valley, night clouds drift past in rose-tinted skies. Stirred by Earth’s turn to the sweet milk of light, the land awakens

Dawn’s first glow rises in the east, stirring the valley with the touch of life— orange blush bathes the sky, beacon lit across the divide.

Hungry for rain, earth and sea open to the vast sky. Rain gods descend, soaking the parched land and starved trees. I hunker down, wet

Grace is not forgotten— the slender threads of love’s garment are not to be undone. Scatter death’s ashes in the winter forest, and from the

As the sun begins its slow trek north, I stir within my old retreat in the dark cave of forgiveness. Buried shadows of guilt burn

Fallen like a broad maple, I lie stretched on wet ground, giving my life to bleak autumn cold. Sinking into dark earth among the vanquished,

Clouds cover the valley as dawn light breaks. The gift of life arrives once more – to poor and rich, faithful and faithless, clothed as