The Unitarian Church in Westport
10 Lyons Plains Rd., Westport, CT 06880 - Ph: (203)227-7205 Sunday Services: 10:00 AM
1 A song of the rolling earth, and of words according, Were you thinking that those were the words, those upright lines? those curves, angles, dots? No, those are not the words, the substantial words are in the ground and sea, They are in the air, they are in you. Were you thinking that those […]
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart for the joys of the multitude. And I would not have the tears that sadness makes to flow from my every part turn into laughter. I would that my life remain a tear and a smile. A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding […]
All night my heart makes its way however it can over the rough ground of uncertainties, but only until night meets and then is overwhelmed by morning, the light deepening, the wind easing and just waiting, as I too wait (and when have I ever been disappointed?) for redbird to sing.
T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, –not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And […]
My eyes already reach the sunny hill, Going far ahead of the road I have begun. So we are grasped by what we cannot grasp. It has an inner light, even from a distance – And changes us, even if we do not reach it, Into something else, which hardly sensing it, we already are. […]
The gods got together to make this day happen– This is the day the good gods gave. They painted white cloud puffs across the blue autumn sky and sent a breeze; They dropped sweet-scented promises in late-blooming roses; They mixed memories in an ocean of dreams and scattered renewed hope across the sky; They turned […]
The world is aroused over the murder of James Reeb…. Naturally, we are compelled to ask the question, Who killed James Reeb? The answer is simple and rather limited, when we think of the who. He was murdered by a few sick, demented, and misguided men who have the strange notion that you express dissent […]
Out of every hundred people, those who always know better: fifty two. Unsure of every step: almost all the rest. Ready to help, if it doesm’t take long: forty nine. Always good, because they cannot be otherwise: four–well, maybe five. Able to admire without envy: eighteen. Led to error by youth (which passes): sixty, plus […]
On the third day I was dust, ordinary common dust like you see on a country road in a dry spell, nothing expected of me, me expecting nothing neither. On the sixth day he comes along and blows. “In my own image too”, he says, like he was doing me a favor. Sometimes I think […]
My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill Beside it, and there may be two or three Apples I didn’t pick upon some bough. But I am done with apple-picking now. Essence of winter sleep is on the night, The scent of apples: I […]