Christmas Song

The star shines

Mary and Joseph does not know.
On the way to Bethlehem
They did not follow any star
The wise men walks to them
Joseph and Mary have no idea
When they put the baby in a manger
They did not know who would come
The shepherds run to the baby
Mary and Joseph does not expect any visitor
When they thought about the daily chores
They did not care for the salvation of humanity
The Star shines
The Wise Men walks
The Shepherds run
And I sing.
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You are so beautiful to Me!

You are so beautiful to me

You are so beautiful
to me
God says
You are all I want
nothing else
God whispers into my ears
Me?
Why?
I am nobody!
I resisted with all my strength, with all my heart, and with all my life
Then I saw the baby (a young man)
lying in a manger (hanging on a cross)
in that little town Bethlehem (on that hill of Golgotha)
helplessly quietly sleeping (dying)
You are so beautiful
to me
I said
You are all I want
nothing else
I whispered.
Then the rest is history!
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Your presence

I sit in front of you

I can feel your breath
I can hear your heart beating
I can see you even when I close my eyes
I am flying into you
I am in you
I am one with you
I see now all the creation through you
How free
how joyful
how thankful
because of you I am here
Now I do not know how to live without you
I have no other ways to live except in you
I am living because of you
You live in me
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Sigh of Love

 

I have heard about you

but I have not seen you
still I am amazed with you
I am just thankful for the breath that I take
I have more than I deserve
I am just in love with you
I am sorry for all the lives lost
I hate to say that I do not understand you
but still I trust you
You are my all
you are my hope
I will just let you do what you need to do
I am lost in you
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A widow’s offering

When the screams come from Houston

The structure of the complicated politics, names, and pronunciations tumbled down

When words cannot rescue a baby in an incubator
Dunkirk style small boats will
Do not wait for the grand scheme to appear
or a new heaven and a new earth to descend
or the Fire of the King to roast us
As half burnt bread
we can be shared by millions
Just two coins of a widow
will be remembered
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Love Everybody

When I come down from the Holy Mountain

I pray that I should not find people dancing around golden calf

shouting, “we are not going to be replaced.”

 

They thought that God was dead

and I was gone

They thought that they needed other gods

who should lead them in the wilderness

 

I pray that I should not throw away those holy words

written in my deepest heart

I pray that I should not be blocked by God in front of the promised land

because of my anger and temper

 

I want to keep the Transfiguration experience

the joy of the Holy Mountain

down here with my people, my friends, and my family

worshiping only God, serving everybody

 

Holding tight these holy words

written in my deepest soul

I repeat, “love your enemy” “love your neighbor as yourself”

as if those are chants that I should keep all the time!

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My Peach Tree

I look at my peach tree in my backyard

I pass all the signs on the Balfour Blvd, “Peaches,” “Pick Yourself!,” “Towns Best!” and come home
to greet my one and only old peach tree
It is old, wrinkled, and has many broken branches
Still it has big, juicy, beautiful peaches
I climb up on a ladder and carefully touch them
as if I touch a new born baby, carefully and slowly one by one
When they come into my bosom
I come down the ladder with them
I thank to my old peach tree who stands still there
Who knows? She may have many aches and hurts that I do not know
But she did it again this year. She produced these new yellowish young round fist-size life
I appreciate the life producing old peach tree
I do not care for the form and the look
She has been with me there long time together
And I love her more than the pretty, juicy, new peaches!
I love the old rugged branches of her. I love her.
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