Archive for the ‘Living Epistle’ Category

A different kind of deportation…

A reverse orientation…

They sent me to Lviv

for writing a poem.

Little did they know where it would lead.

 

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In between the signs, hand-made placards: “Nothing makes loneliness more beautiful than schizophrenia” and “I’m a simple Martian and attack what I see”, God smiled, pleased with His creation, made in His image, and creative in turn.

At the other end of the human spectrum, the police (always eager to please their man-made masters) arrested some of the marchers.

“Oh, the humanity!” a dog growled.

She wore a beach hat, Panamka-style, Abkhazia printed in Cyrillic.

Happy holidays.

Happy memories.

Life.

She wore a Cross on a long chain.

Identity and faith.

And

sunglasses, to keep out the glare and contaminants of this world.

She wore nothing else today.

It was a good day.

The day that the Lord has made.

Rejoice, and be glad in it.

Living epistle.

Her hat made a statement.

Her Cross made a statement.

Her sunglasses made a statement.

She made a statement.

Life is a statement,

every silent expression,

seen or unseen,

sends a message.

Living epistle.