#Saint Andrew of Snohomish

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Cup of Tea

Cup of Tea I may not be your cup of tea, but I am the cup for me, since there really is no other cup, no other cup that I can be. It’s not as if a cup of tea is free to be another— a cup of tea must be the cup it is— and that which is must be no other. It’s not to say that things can’t change, for they do, with everlasting range, yet every thing we’ve ever sought, has never been some thing it’s…

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The Other Side

The Other SideIf you find yourself on the side opposedTo the side that you were on,And you wonder if your current side Is where you should belong,I hope that you will come to knowThat there is nothing wrong.For every single side there is, There must be a side opposed, Or else no side could be unhid And become a side exposed,In the same way that no thing can openUnless some other thing is…

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The Conjurer

The ConjurerSymbols have no life their own, They are not flesh, nor blood or bone.  Their existence always is on loan, From unsuspecting conjurers of ghosts. If all who make ghosts live would die, Would ghosts continue?  They could not— Such a conjurer am I— I conjured every thing I thought, And hope when I lie down and die, My ghosts live on while I do rot.  ∞Saint Andrew of Snohomish∞

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Done by You

Done by YouEverything you ever do, Is always, always done by you. So please give credit where it’s due, And not to someone else in lieu, That’s not to say others can’t help Or that a difference they don’t make, But is to say there’s no way to, Without you, make it for your sake. You always have the final say On whether something goes your way. No other person, place, or thingCan make your…

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Freedom, Forced

Freedom, ForcedIf you must be free,Then you are not.For free is not a thing you can, Force to be, it must be got, Naturally, in nature’s plan. Breaking down the prison walls And forcing all the inmates out, Also is imprisonment—A different kind, a freedom forced, And any kind of thing that’s forced, Is certainly from free, divorced. ∞Saint Andrew of Snohomish∞

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Peace and Fighting

Peace and Fighting No matter how much peace there is, There will always be some fighting. This is one of nature’s ways To keep itself exciting. If all was peaceful for forever, How could anybody care? There’s a side of nature like that, And it’s the same as nothing there. Real things are always peaceful, But it’s a peace that can’t be seen, A peace that can’t be felt or heard Or made something to…

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From the Light

From the Light We are not separate from the light, unless we think we are— no more separate from the light than a shine is from its star. Or, if separate, it is our sight, that makes us feel different as the day is from the night. And, if not separate from the light, then not different from the dark, or, if diff’rent, it’s because of where we draw the mark. And so we see, stranger still, that…

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Twenty-Two Years (for Jaime)

Twenty-Two Years (for Jaime)And now we’ve been married For twenty-two years— Add it all up— All the smiles and tears, All the laughs and the cries And the hopes and the fears, Of two people, married, For twenty-two years. In twenty-two years I will be sixty-seven, And you, my dear, Will be sixty-nine. There’s no one I’d rather Take with me to heaven, But, married to you, We’re already divine. For…

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The Unmade One

The Unmade OneThe Unmade OneIs the one who made me. But if one is unmade, How could that one see, If its seeing was something  That was not made to be? And so, we know, my seeing must be, That of the Unmade One who made me. ∞Saint Andrew of Snohomish∞

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Thanksgiving Day

Thanksgiving DayAnd now, once again, it’s Thanksgiving day, And I feel again that I’m supposed to say How grateful I am, and in a nice way. But what if I don’t feel grateful?  And if and when I do, Who am I supposed to be grateful to? To God?  God does not care if we give thanks, Unless we believe that He does. Without all of our faith and belief, God would not even care to be chief. Commanding…

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THE LORD

THE LORDI looked in the mirror, and I saw THE LORD there. HE had large hazel eyes, and thinning brown hair. For so long I had looked and not been aware, that this was why THE LORD did care, and this was how HE always knew, everything I had been up to. This was how HE could see everything involving ME, for HE was I and I was HIM, HE was the tree, I was the limb, and HE was the limb, and I the…

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A Very Thin Wisp

A Very Thin WispWhat is it like to be a spider? Some of them are so thin. I saw a tall one run Like it was under the gun, When I raised up my garage door And was about to walk right in. It looked like a big pinhead On creepy, cantilever legs.They moved so fast but were so thin,That I wondered how they stayed stuck in.I let it run its race away, Then I followed from behind. I could not let that…

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Siding Biz

Siding BizNobody’s really on your side, everyone’s out for themselves. Some will say, that they, are on your side, but if they are then they’re also not,For as soon as you do what they do not like, “same side,” is a thing forgot. There’s nothing that anyone can do to change this, it’s simply the way it is. When I’m gone, I’m sure, I will not miss, the imaginary siding biz. ∞Saint Andrew of…

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Blows of Life 11092024

Blows of LifeThe blows of life do not build character, they reveal it. Dishonesty does not expose character, but conceals it. Honesty flows character, and does not congeal it— without honesty, no one knows character, or can feel it. ∞Saint Andrew of Snohomish∞

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Different Light

Different LightIf I look different under different light, Then which of all my different looks is right? Or, are they all the same, but different too,  Just like every I that’s also known as You? If all the same, then all the looks are right, Although they’re also different too, and wrong— It depends on what is looking, And what is looking in what light, By every way of looking, not just…

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Dear Heavenly Father,

Dear Heavenly Father, If I should thank thee for my food, But others don’t have food to eat, Then would that not be rude? Both rude of me and rude of thee, For if ’tis thee who gives me mine, Then why dost though not also give to them—Is it for some purpose that thou hast, divine? And if so, what divine purpose doth it serve?To starve children, thou must truly have some nerve.∞Saint Andrew of…