Mother Earth is a poem

Mother Earth is a poem

Mother Earth is a poem. Her tides set the tempo, a perfect iambic heartbeat — ta-DUM ta-DUM ta-DUM ta-DUM ta-DUM. Her waters yield magic as they rush forth and recede — starfish, seashells, spawning sturgeon on a flooded lawn. Her sky finds the tone — muted morning pastels, cheerful lemon sunshine, an angry strike of [...]

A prayer for peace

A prayer for peace

We’ve been popping into the Chapel of the Immaculate Conception on our afternoon strolls. It sits on the Seton Hall campus and provides the perfect respite for my companion and me. At just under three-months old, Ronni likes that it’s cool and dark inside. I like the opportunity to say a few prayers in a [...]