In the Midst

"A poem begins as a lump in the throat... A complete poem is one where

an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found its words."



-Robert Frost







There are times, precious gracious times, when the world around me

arouses the poet from her slumber; when the written word becomes manna

for my day; when inspiration reminds me that I am not alone. All I can do

is respond with an "alleluia" crowned with gratitude. All is invitation from

that Power greater than myself whom I experience as God-PaPa, Brother,

and Spirit-Companion.