I’m going to Illinois
to see God. Oh, I know
God is right here.
I know that as well as
I know my own name.
But sometimes I need
to have my vision refreshed,
my memory restored.
So I will look into the eyes
of my grandchildren
this weekend–the wonder,
the joy, the promise, the light–
and I will see God.There is no other place
to meet God but here,
no other time but now.
I know that. Still,
sometimes we all need
to be refreshed.© 2014 Dennis Ference
Hope
is a basic belief
in the unlimited
possibilities of
Love.© 2014 Dennis Ference
Photo: © 2015 Lily Brock
When the last
of your petitions
mercifully drains
from your prayer
like a final needy tear
falling from your cheek,
you are ripe, then,
for the emptiness
of surrender into Oneness
with the Divine.© 2015 Dennis Ference
This friend you love
is bleeding inside
and you dare not
staunch the flow.
Her heart is breaking,
but it must break often
if she is to find her way.
Does she say her world
is falling apart? Old worlds
must fall apart before
new worlds can be born.
Does she say that life
is more than she can bear?
She is stronger than either
of you can know.
Walk with her but do not
steer her down your path.
Talk with her but do not
write her script.
Dance with her,
just dance with her now
to the silent, healing music,
the Oneness of Love.
© 2014 Dennis Ference
Sink deeper
into the
stillness
the Oneness of All
and become
a Love Song
pulsing
with the healing
haunting harmonies
of the universe.
© 2014 Dennis Ference
Have you ever been fishing
with someone and it seemed
pointless to keep score?
when a congenial sun, feathery
breeze, and dancing water glitter
were the big catch of the day?
and words and laughter
came easy and harmonized
smooth as silk with the rustling
of the trees, drone of insects,
and song of the birds?
when everything was
nothing and nothing was
everything and the present
was the only time to be?If so, my friend, perhaps
you were fishing with a saint,
or perhaps that was the day
you first bumped into
your own muse within.© 2014 Dennis Ference
How many times
would I say to them,
“I love you”?
How many times? I wonder
as I lie awake tonight.
Hundreds of times,
thousands, as often as
spring rains thrum the earth?
How many times?If it would protect them
from all harm; if it would help
them honor themselves
to the end; if it would
exterminate the fears
that crawl under their doors and
ride the drafts that whisper
through their window frames…
I would go for the record,
of that you can be sure.© 2014 Dennis H. Ference
BATTERED AND BULLIED
BY FEARS THAT RAGE AND ROAR
LET US TRUST THAT WE ARE
BIGGER THAN OUR FEARS
LET US KNOW THAT WE ARE
SO MUCH MORE
© 2014 Dennis Ference
(First appeared 7/24/14 without pic)
Make peace,
with life’s heat
and callous pressures,
for diamonds
are thus formed
in the heart’s
dark chambers.
© 2014 by Dennis Ference
(First posted without pic 8/24/14.)
Choose not
the path of perfection,
frigid and ruthless
in its demands.
Walk rather
the road of compassion,
with love and mercy
streaming generously
from open hands.© 2014 Dennis Ference
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