New poem:

The Sempiternal Flow   It marches, it flies It changes the skies Slipping away, on the tidal breeze To stop it is futile, No way to retrieve  You have only to watch, as it passes you by Or jump on the current, and manage it wise

A more recent Saint:

Today is the Feast of Blessed Miguel Pro.  This priest was born in Mexico barely more than a hundred years ago.  He was very mischevious as a child and his antics came in handy when the Catholic Church was being persecuted in Mexico during his lifetime.  He used clever disguises to administer sacraments and care for the poor without being discovered.  Eventually, he was cought and convicted for something he didn't do.  His last words before being killed by the firing squad were, "Long live Christ the King!".   Blessed Miguel Pro, pray for us and for the priesthood. ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

Today in the Church...

Today is the Feast of the Presentation of Mary, an oft forgotten celebration in the Catholic Church.  At least, I know I forgot it.  According to tradition, and some non canonical writings, Mary was taken to the Temple at a very young age and given to God.  She remained there until she was old enough to become the wife of Joseph, and ultimately, the mother of Jesus.  This Feast is another reminder of the fact that Mary was not just the mother of God but also His most obedient and humble servant.    Mary presented in the Temple, pray for us. ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

Haiku for all of you...

Jazz on a Pond   Offbeat bubbles burst A tune of tranquil drifting Silly little fish

Saint of the day: St. Elizabeth of Hungary

Every young girl wants to be a Princess, and a lot of old girls too who are young at heart.  Today's Saint is a great example of what a Princess truly should be.  St. Elizabeth of Hungary lived about 800 years ago.  She was a great mother to her three children, a great wife to her husband who died leaving her a widow, and a very holy woman who always gave to those in need.  At her death, she requested that all of her possessions be given to the poor, save for an old dress that she wanted to be buried in.  St. Elizabeth of Hungary pray for us and for all the girls who want to be Princesses.

A reflection on beauty...

Lost in the Gloaming   Moss grows dim as shadows fall The spark of day now fading Butterfly waltz now slowly settles Last chorus of the sparrow drifting   Lightning bugs will strike a tango To the beat of crickets squeaking Sit we hushed in silent intermission Bowing low to golden orb descending

New Haiku

Aspersions   Tiny rivulets Cast upon my thorny stem  Sting a piercing frost ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

More silliness

A Stroll in the Park   Oh, where's my wallet?  Where's my keys? I'm standing naked in the breeze. They point and laugh They shout and stare. I try to run, But go nowhere! A sudden thought comes to my head. I must be sleeping. Damn tuna fish sandwich!  ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers

Just for fun...

I'm as good as dead!   Oh, you mighty dragon, You chill men to the bone, how you spread your wings of leather, to dive into my home.                 The best of plans can go awry, that mighty dragon learned. I ate his brains in one large bite.   Oh, dragons out there flying high, you take now my advice. Never try to burn alive,  a zombie of the night. ____________________________ Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum, Paul A. Myers