Watching the night
Starry Night over the Rhone, by Van Gogh

I look Into the night. It seems to be at rest. This moment when the people sleep, So still. I feel The eerie light, It cools my fevered mind. The silence slowly teaches me: Be still. I see The quiet space. My soul that would not sleep, Now, watching in the night, receives Some peace.

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The face of anger

The following poem is a metaphor describing something I saw when I was looking into some depths of my inner self. I have always been afraid about some darkness I felt in myself, worried if perhaps something bad had happened that I had pushed away and forgotten. One day, I decided to pray about this, … Continue reading The face of anger

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Transparency

Some two years ago, I came across the book ‘Morals on the book of Job’. It is a verse by verse commentary on the Bible book of Job, written by Saint Gregory around the year 590. For several reasons this book captivated my attention , and now I have read almost half of it, and … Continue reading Transparency

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Dear Mother Mary

Dear mother Mary, How could you assent, And give your heart To let it be rent? I look at your face, So peaceful above. You overcame fear, Because you had love. Your gentle reproof Alights on me: “Can you not trust, Let questions be?” I know I have failed, What can I say. “Lord, let … Continue reading Dear Mother Mary

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Quicksand of Questions

To write or not to write.. that’s the question. And then what to write, that’s another question. And silly enough, these questions can make me miserable. However much I enjoy writing, when these questions grip me, I start thinking that whatever I do is bound to become a total flop anyway, and that it was … Continue reading Quicksand of Questions

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