Math and Queries

At the ocean,
I counted waves.
Doubled my math with white caps. Then my hands cupped sand and the sum was lost. These infinite places.

In the city, it seems the only lights come from skyscrapers, which compared to other peaks and the infinte stars, can we really compare? Less than or greater than?

I wonder how many people we have loved or in love? Not only people we love, but things: animals, flowers, places, food, books… add up each beloved part within us? 

How many times have we victorified? Fill in the oval of types of victory.  How many times have we prayed? Fill in the oval of types of prayers. How many times for joy? Fill in oval.

I sometimes make up my own words. I take the noun and do with it, as I please. In essence, I understand victorified is not a word, but it should be, when you think about it for those of us who love word crunching and inventing our own language,

God’s Children 3D Flipbook

Dear Readers:

I am unsure how much longer I will be able to personally fund this blog, however, I will work on trying to stay afloat as long as possible. My aim is to give hope, so I strive for miracles.

While we are all experiencing this pandemic, COVID-19 has hit my State of Massachusetts hard. I pray this virus passes through quickly, and I have so many prayers for families all over the world.

God’s Children Flip Book: When you click on the link and flip through the pages, you may have to wait a minute for the images to upload. Depending on your internet connection. I hope you enjoy the book and I hope it inspires some of our children during many of these schools’ closings due to the Coronavirus, to enact on their own creative endeavors. It brought me great joy working with my daughter creating this book and I am super proud of her. The book is dedicated to my daughter, Dahlia, and I hope that every child knows how precious and sacred they are. 

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The Mother Tree

The Mother Tree destroys
all evil, to restore joy
in this world. The light
at the tree’s point of height
over shadows the dark.

I am devoted to the hope
of light in a kaleidoscope.
The color mosaic leaves
a space, my eye perceives.

While if we understood
our love, as sap from wood –
billions of trees and leaves
would illuminate to relieve.

We are all widely loved,
with watercolor light above –
this is our beloved tree-trunk
and wild flower treasure trove.

Dance

The leaves are dancing
hundreds are twirling
colored clothes and coats –

Our Divine Lord’s Host.
The fountain is clapping
and lightly tapping –

The summer or fall
it’s a sequence ball.
The bird’s ivory down
toe to toe with earth’s gown