Ocean Sunrise – Mulled Psalm 8


The child wakes early, before
anyone else in the house.
Quietly she ventures out,
eager to explore this new
place and time, glad for gulls cries
across dawn’s colorful skies
where mystery hovers over
constantly moving ocean.
Her eyes glisten with God’s tears
rippling, washing shore and cheeks,
tears of unabashed joy for
sun’s radiance and wind’s vigor.
The girl’s arms, hands, eyes raise like
a toddler’s “pick-me-up” reach
in pure adoring trust. Yes!
She is eight or sixty-eight,
alive in sea breeze, walking,
dancing as Brother joins her,
forgetting for now oil spills,
climate extremes, wars, hate crimes.

Your Excellency! Cosmos Creator,
Celestial King: Babies sound Your praises;
children’s chanting shames Your foes to silence.
You adorn our lives with Glorious Purpose
to tend life on land, in air and water.
God, Your Majesty! Holy Creator!

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High Time – Mulled Psalm 7

It’s noon. No one can outrun the sun.

Ozone leisure zone is gone.

High noon flings regrets:

Sorry we jumped the gun;

better to have been a nun?

In this long June noon none can escape

January follies. New escapades,

mad dashes for shade, landscape make-dos–

all futile efforts to reimagine

heartache-free October families.

“You blew it!” burning rays blare:

took for granted clean air, soil, water, love.

Now too late to stave off trauma,

Earth teeters in triage on choke-point brink.

God Alive, our Hideout: Strong Love, rise,

preside, vindicate and empower us.

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Trinity Monday – Mulled Psalm 6

Full June moon cannot contain constant unheard heart thirst pain.

Plastic keyboard’s background beat repeals babies’ hungry screams.

Eerie reminders echo, muting gut-tearing queries.

Ease eludes every effort. Disease disputes each comfort.

Cradles rock while split shale fumes poison wombs, multiply tombs.

Back off, demons! God listens, receives each tear, prayer and sigh.

Come Love Power, Three in One: be our Parent, Sibling, Son.

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Journey Time – Mulled Psalm 5

Immune to panic attacks

and fearless of heart attacks:

it’s time to take a break from

racking brains, losing traction.

No matter the odds are stacked:

we grandparents are all packed,

driving cross-country, striving

to link continentally

divided families.

Call us stark raving glad,

we are covered in grace

state to state, relearning

the art of companionship.

Life with You is carefree, wondrous!

We’re refreshed, embraced, protected.

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Will Sleep Well Tonight – Mulled Psalm 4


Out of putrid coal-fired smog,
defying oil tanker gloom,
on countless shorelines we stand:
Hands Across the Sand.

Frowns fade; anger at greedy
trade advocates dissipates.
Eye-lights dance in Your sea breeze:
we are not alone.

God, You call us to Your service.
Loving One, we know You hear us.

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Peace, Be Still: Mulled Psalm 3

Word funnel clouds loom:
Jagged chunks of debris whiz,
bang, thud online and on air;
brainstorm tornadoes roar
through boardrooms and classrooms
sucking up hearts.

Fossil fuel barons barrel ahead
from wealth to wealth, heedless of health hazards,
leaving leaks, quakes, spills in their wake,
wasting precious water, poisoning air;
discounting drought, fires, tsunamis,
rising seas, refugees and other
planetary insanity.


Yet every night your children sleep serenely;
each new dawn brings Your renewing.
Holy Creator, Wondrous Re-Creator,
You will disrupt the disrupters
and gather Your Shalom seekers
for faithful earth-tending.

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Speaking Truth to Power: Mulled Psalm 2

On the U.S. Capitol steps
what joy to read outloud in turn
Job 37 through Psalm 8!

Vibrant thanks, Divine Inspirer,
You raised my voice for one half hour
in the 90 hour readathon.


Jesus, my heart heard You praying
between lines and beyond sirens,
praying and proclaiming Your Truth:

Someone is in charge; Creator’s
cosmic, Love-generated law
supersedes all competing codes.

Congress, committee chairs, PACmen,
people who throw your weight around,
cease; desist. Listen: come kneel now.

Hear Love’s Son named to rule all hearts.
Love and serve with Servant Leader,
always radiant, always at peace.

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At the Table: Mulled Psalm 1


Sunny May bird symphony
signals joyful community.
Can you hear it, Joyce and Dave,
Nancy and Marv, Heeyun, Judah,
Stephen, Sekou, all who have
seen these trees and imagined this
home an embryo of Shalom?

Will new and returning guests
realize Creator Redeemer’s
presence here? This afternoon
my heart hears plaintive mourning dove’s
call: bring your senior friends round
this table for Bible Study.

Loving Spirit whispers: sons,
daughters, grand and great-grandchildren
will gather. You will savor
Live Words at all hours and thrive
with God-freshened, Joyous Peace-Seekers.

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8 a.m. Last Day of March

Walking into renewed joy, gently cheered by gurgling creek, robin song and sparrow’s swoop between fence rails. Freshened by spring onion pungency. Calmed by the balance of wood’s reflection in pond. Invited, invigorated, invested, delighting in the light gray, white, blue sky layers: sun persisting, radiating, fading, then brightening again. Daylight streaming between trees, igniting insights, instigating smiles and cheerful greetings. Hyacinth and daffodil buds on the verge of colorful revelations. Moist soil awaiting new seeds and seedlings. Grass greening. Squirrels scurrying a quickened pace. Heart spring toward the One who makes all things new. Eager steps, stronger pulse, breathing in exclamations, breathing out questions. Alive in heaven’s pure nowness, holy newness. Before the daily tangles and snarls when hearing is attacked by shame vibes and sight blurred by angry or sad or hurt faces. Before exhales morph to exhaust and inhales need filters.

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Lenten Quiet Day

Tears tear open heart-eye ducts; salt tears
wear their way through frozen conduits.
Holy tears mix with sacred sweat
clearing sullied love-streams.

Welcome, mystery of stillness,
voice of peace at words’ fringes.
Come calm frazzled brain circuits.

Majesty of silence, embrace
of serene breath beyond sound,
beyond movement, soothe nerve-wracked edges.

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