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.