POEMS: “Our blessings” by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

OUR BLESSINGS Sitting to-day in the sunshine,     That touched me with fingers of love, I thought of the manifold blessings     God scatters on earth, from above; And they seemed, as I numbered them over,     Far more than we merit, or need, And all that we lack is the angels     To make…

Spiritual Excerpt from “The Gift of Gravity” by Wendell Berry

“The Gift of Gravity” All that passes descends, and ascends again unseen into the light: the river coming down from sky to hills, from hills to sea, and carving as it moves, to rise invisible, gathered to light, to return again. “The river’s injury is its shape.” I’ve learned no more. We are what we…