The Cottage on the Moor is a place where I'll keep a fire going on cold winter nights and a breeze flowing through the windows on steamy summer days. There will be a "cup of warm" waiting for you to stimulate your mind. I'll try to keep it fresh by adding something every now and then. So come often. I hope you find it worth your while.
Friday, October 14, 2011
A Septet of Meditations IV
Broken by Jim Rapp
Kneeling down, her life in shambles,
having only one thing left intact,
she broke it, poured it out – a gamble,
knowing not how he would act.
She crushed it as a symbol of his dying –
a symbol of her dying too –
shattered sinner, tired of trying, tired of ruing what she could not do.