Poem

Harmony by Dwight J. Friesen The world keeps asking for a single note.One flag lifted above every other.One story told loud enoughto drown out the rest.One certainty.One tribe.One voice.Yet every spring, the forest declines.The cedar does not become fern.The river

Breathwork by Dwight J. Friesen Before you learned the names of things,before you called anything sacredor ordinary,you were breathing.The first sermonwas not spoken,it entered your lungs.Each inhale:receiving what you did not create.Each exhale:returning what was never yours to keep.The trees

What do you do with the feelings inside you in moments of overwhelming tragedy like Tuesday’s murderous shooting at Robb Elementary School? O Lord in your broken-heartedness, hear our cries for the families crushed with sorrow by the loss of

We Have Not Come to Take Prisoners by Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz We have not come here to take prisoners,But to surrender ever more deeplyTo freedom and joy.We have not come into this exquisite worldTo hold ourselves hostage from love.Run my

dwight j. friesen

“Harmony”

“Breathwork”

O God! No! . . . Not Again

We Have Not Come to Take Prisoners