Mission
The text ends here, gives way to a whisper. The congregation dies in a song. The sermon is an old man planting flowers. The earth and the sky hum along. ~ [ 2098 ]
Simple Mathematics
I’m one of the crazy people who know — yes, know — peace is possible in my lifetime. I also know that the only time peace is possible is now. Something else I know: peace is not possible if I’m not at peace myself. The rest — is simple mathematics. ~ [ 2097 ]
Tears
Peeling an onion — no one should die in a war — fingers turning red. ~ [ 2096 ]
Current
A crowded boat — stop paddling! — love’s at the bottom of the falls. ~ [ 2095 ]
Honey Jar
Grumbling tendon — I loosen my grip on the honey jar — on life, too. ~ [ 2094 ]
Sun Dial
Left foot, right foot . . . home from a walk, the quiet of a power outage. ~ [ 2093 ]
Return
A smile and a hug from my father — spring comes again to the farm. ~ [ 2092 ]
Weightless
Knowledge, memory, religion, belief, no belief — may they sit lightly upon you, like dew on a dove’s wing. ~ [ 2091 ]
Thinking We Know
Talking to ourselves in public, under the impression we’re speaking to others, is only one of the funny things we do; imagining others are listening is another; thinking we know the difference, is funniest of all; beautiful, too. ~ [ 2089 ]
William Michaelian 
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