It Was Good
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Musings on life and ministry from a poet, essayist, reviewer, sometimes teacher & speaker.
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All beauty is from ashes.
There are no blank slates.
Rainbows call for thunderstorms.
Flowers need animal wastes.
Sunsets diffuse in dusty skies.
Mushrooms digest trees.
Eagles subsist on violence.
Babies ride rivers of blood.
Art works what’s at hand—
Crayons on construction paper,
A cheap hotel ballpoint and branded pad,
Pawn-shop guitars,
Backyard mud pies,
A sauce mop on smoking pork.
We are ever remaking
Worlds from formless voids.
