Michael Daly CJ Blog

A Companion of Jesus

New Springtime

No conditions, No additions,
No religion
No command..save Love

Like a flower buried
beneath the heavy dark soil
I am crushed
by my religious observance.

Where is love?
How do I achieve it?
Wanting freedom
I am entombed in death.

But, what is this that falls
upon my head
then flows into my heart?
The Water of Life…
Refreshing my soul
Without my doing.. the son draws me to life.

It is winter no more.

Michael Daly

I found this little poem in some of my scribblings from earlier in year. MD


July 23, 2009 - Posted by | Poems

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