The Unitarian Church in Westport
10 Lyons Plains Rd., Westport, CT 06880 - Ph: (203)227-7205 Sunday Services: 10:00 AM
Why it was wonderful: Why, all At once there were leaves, Leaves at the end of a dry Stick, small, alive Leaves out of wood. It was Wonderful, You can’t imagine. They came By the wood path And the earth loosened, the Earth Relaxed, there were Flowers Out of the earth! Think of it! And […]
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. […]
As the wind sways slowly through the trees I play with the wind And it plays with me. The cool summer breeze touches my face And then the wind slowly fades away Carrying a faint laugh that I want to hear Again.
Let us not wish away the winter. It is a season it itself, Not simply the way to spring. When trees rest, growing no leaves, gathering no light, They let in sky and trace themselves delicately against dawns and sunsets. The clarity and brilliance of the winter sky delight. The loom of fog softens edges, […]
Suddenly, or so it seems, Snow, or the threat of a storm — Winter sleep… Then waking to see the new snow Fresh, clean, marveling at the whitewashed world; the snow Covering everything, painting bare brown branches Evergreens etched in white Earth, with a soft, silent winter blanket. Winter coat, woolen hat, gloves and scarf […]
“How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose (we) know not, though (we) sometimes thinks (we) sense it… A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life are based on the labors of other(s), living and dead, and […]
The bare trees have made up their seed bundles. They are ready now. The warm brown light pauses briefly, shrugs and moves on. They are ready now to play dead for a while. I, human, have not as yet devised how to obtain such privilege. Their spring will find them rested. I and my kind […]
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 […]
I do not live happily or comfortably With the cleverness of our times. The talk is all about computers, The news is all about bombs and blood. This morning, in the fresh field, I came upon a hidden nest. It held four warm, speckled eggs. I touched them. Then went away softly, Having felt something […]
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 […]