time stretches long like a beach in the morning when we get up early to meet what God would show— endless wonders in our path, intricacies of the nautilus, eight-armed creatures that walk when made to swim, shells that stick strong enough to rock to withstand powerful tides, signs of fire, symbols of love wondersContinue reading “Sunrise”
Author Archives: Dayna E. Mazzuca
Another Horizon
In solitude we seek what might be wanting, the supply of another horizon, an image, perhaps forgotten— truths we can hardly compute without making space, finding time to spend alone with God, in solitude. THIS POEM APPEARS in my latest book of poems, QUIET WATERS.
On Silent Retreat
With its air of confidence, simplicity confounds untrained senses, a body numb with over-stimulus— unused to being until a good night’s sleep and an early walk through treed grounds marked with stations of the cross—places to kneel—remedy what is weary and a ransacked heart comes to release burdens it didn’t know it carried—but that silenceContinue reading “On Silent Retreat”
The Day’s Task
In the quiet stream that is early morning steaming mist off a bank of spruce and pine is a gift of light—a sign of the passing beauty not only of nature, but of time, as I contemplate the hours of hope now opening. there is a window in time when the Spirit of God whoContinue reading “The Day’s Task”
Hard to explain, but
I need to live in the woods with creatures immersed in a habitat full of texture and complexity, to be understood, individually. there’s something soulful and compelling about finding a quiet place in nature; something here that cannot be found in any other way or place; something that speaks of things that are eternal, evenContinue reading “Hard to explain, but”