Shadow Man

T’was from the dark depths of the eve strode he

The man who’s eyes burned red with mystery

And I with fright shook in stillness’ bane

As I wondered when I’ll be sane again


For he ne’er spoke word one to me

Only stared with a glare of misery

And my hands gripped with a grip that pained my palms

And my nails dug in for my sin caused qualms


Sweat burst forth from above my brow

Whilst I wished I were elsewhere right now

But here I am to stand with nowhere to run

For I’ve known him and waited for him to come


He is mine and I am his to the end of my day

He is not one to shun for he’ll ne’er go away

I must face him and I dare do it now

For if I don’t, I won’t and it matters somehow

For at my end, he will accompany me

And stand alongside for them all to see

The Shadow Man….


Little Bear Meets Robber Rabbit

Little Bear had been walking near the large vegetable patch when he was knocked over by a stranger who had his arms full of vegetables and seemed to be in quite a hurry.  “Oh, oh.  I’m sorry” said the stranger.  “Who are you and what’s the hurry?” asked Little Bear as he helped pick up vegetables that had dropped to the ground.  “I am Robber Rabbit and I am running away.”  “Why?” asked Little Bear.  “An elder said that true believers have to be circumcised!” said Robber.  “What’s that?” asked Little Bear.  “It means that you gotta have something cut off.  And I like my body.  I don’t want to lose any parts” answered Robber.

This didn’t sound quite right to Little Bear since he hasn’t had any body parts cut off and he is a believer.  “I have a friend who might be able to help us.  I don’t want any parts cut off either.  Please follow me.”  So Robber Rabbit followed Little Bear along the winding path to the secret place.

Little Bear called out, “Rainbow, Oh Rainbow.  Please come out and talk to us.”  Robber watched as a glistening and shimmering spirit like being stepped out of the waterfall.  He was about to run when he heard a calming voice ask, “How may I help you Little Bear?”

Little Bear told Rainbow about Robber’s story.  “Well.  At one time, the Chosen Peoples had ways to separate themselves from all other Peoples in the world.  One of these ways was to mark the boys by cutting off a small piece of skin.  After The Beloved came to us, this was no longer needed to be done to be a believer.  And I have a story for you.”

Little Bear sat down to listen.  Robber sat beside him.

“The Beloved said, “The kingdom of heaven is like a king who prepared a wedding banquet for his son.  He sent his servants to those who had been invited to the banquet to tell them to come but they refused to come.  Then he sent some more servants and said, “Tell those who have been invited that I have prepared my dinner:  My oxen and fattened cattle have been butchered and everything is ready.  Come to the wedding banquet.”  But they paid no attention and went off – one to his field, another to his business.  The rest seized his servants, mistreated them and killed them.  The king was enraged.  He sent his army and destroyed those murderers and burned their city.  Then he said to his servants, “The wedding banquet is ready but those I invited did not deserve to come.  Go to the street corners and invite to the banquet anyone you find.  So the servants went out into the streets and gathered all the people they could find, both good and bad, and the wedding hall was filled with guests.  But when the king came in to see the guests, he noticed a man who was not wearing wedding clothes.  “Friend, he asked, how did you get in here without wedding clothes?’  The man was speechless.  Then the king told the attendants, “Tie him hand and foot and throw him outside into the darkness where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.  For many are invited but few are chosen.”

What have you learned from the story little ones?” asked Rainbow

“Whew” said Robber.  “There’s nothing about cutting off skin but there is something about wedding clothes.  I don’t have a set of wedding clothes.”

“I got it!” shouted Little Bear.  “The wedding is like a big party put on by He Who Creates.  To prepare for the party, believers must wear their belief.  We don’t have to have anything cut off to be a believer.  We must first believe in The Beloved, share our belief both in what we say and what we do and by doing this; we invite others to the party!  Those who go to the party and don’t really believe will be thrown out.  I am not having anything cut off but I am giving my heart to He Who Creates!”

“I am a believer and I am going to wear my belief.  I will bring back the vegetables I stole from the garden and ask the farmer for forgiveness” stated Robber. “I will go with you” stated Little Bear and the friends skipped down the path.”

Rainbow smiled as He thought, “You two are wearing wonderful wedding clothes.”

A Talk With Mom


A soft speaking voice, spoke words of comfort when I cried

A loving touch reached out and tenderly cared while I struggled with strife

An unconditional regard held me responsible when I lied

And showed me how love deals with life

Enveloping arms held me close when I thought all was lost

A warm beating heart was felt through the breast of love

I never understood the priceless cost

Until now, as I pray to God and look above

You walk with angels momma

You sing as one with their choir

And I cherish my time with you

And shall never tire

Of reviewing memories

Of those times we shared

And the moments we’ve cared

For each other.

A Talk With The Wind

   I spoke to the wind and thought my words

drifted away

while I listened on to hear 

what another had to say……..

    “In reply to your query,

I can easily guess

That you’re a soul who is weary

And you desire to rest.

   Sit down and take comfort.

Listen to the wind.

You’ll hear time and again;

Throw your cares to the wind. Let them go my friend. 

   Let them go like a flood

and they’ll be borne unto Him

and wash away with His blood.

   Close your eyes as you do this.

The storm will retreat.

Feel His love with your bliss.

Listen as He speaks”………

   So I followed these directions

and a calm set upon me.

As I released my concerns,

I began to feel free.

   And from deep inside

A loving voice spoke:

“I want you, my child

to be free from fear’s yoke.

   So look all around you,

see what I’ve wrought.

Wonders for your senses,

creations for your thought.

   Take the time to do this

when life wears you down

and you’ll find my love

will help you rebound.

   And please pass this on

to any whom you meet.

Sharing loving moments

will help to defeat

the darkness that feeds

on a life’s weary soul.

By giving a life, love;

you give it a chance to be whole.

   So give them a creation to wonder;

give them your best.

For I’ve given six days of my handiwork

And the seventh to rest…….

Little Bear’s Stones of Purpose

Today seemed like a good day to Little Bear.  As he walked through Wondering Wood and away from his village, he thought about how good he was feeling since he made the decision.  He also thought about how bad he felt before this.  He thought about how badly the others treated him.  They teased him and called him names.  It seemed like he could never do anything right.  He was the slowest when racing.  He was the weakest in wrestling. He could not swim.  He wasn’t as smart as many of the others.  He felt tired all the time.  He felt like he had no real purpose.  So he made the decision.  He began giving his things away until he had nothing left.  And now he was walking to that place where he could be alone.

He thought about that place.  It was his secret place.  He had never seen anyone else there and he went there a lot.  When he was there, he would sit on a large flat rock that felt warm from the sun heating it.  He called the rock “Thinking Rock” because he spent so much time there thinking about many things.  It was there that he first thought about this big decision.  The water of the pool seemed so very inviting.

As Little Bear approached his secret place, he could hear the waterfall.  He’d heard this sound many times before.  He found that if he listened closely, the waterfall sounded like many voices whispering.  This is why he called it the “Whispering Waterfall”.  Little Bear could see the large pool at the base of the waterfall.  He remembered how it felt when he would dangle his feet in the water of the pool and how the water felt cool but not cold.

Little Bear had been afraid of the water.  He was afraid because he remembered a time when he accidently fell into a pool like this one.  He sank to the bottom of the pool like a rock.  He felt the air rush out of his lungs and the weird feelings because of that.  Visions of memories flashed before his eyes.  Then he felt himself begin to rise to the water’s surface as he felt himself being pulled out of the water.  When he started gasping for breath, Little Bear was yelled at for scaring the Elder who had brought him up out of the pool.  The others picked on him for not knowing how to swim.

Little Bear sat on Thinking Rock for a little while as he thought about this memory.  Then he stood up and began walking toward the pool.  He stepped into the water and could feel the coolness of the water as it wrapped around his feet.  He started to walk towards the deeper part.  As the water rose to his chest, he heard a whisper that was more than a whisper.  “Little Bear”.  It sounded like someone was calling his name.  “Little Bear”.  “Wha…Who…Uh, who’s calling me?” asked Little Bear.  Little Bear looked around and one more time he heard, “Little Bear”.

Little Bear looked in the direction of the Whispering Waterfall because that’s where the voice came from.  He was startled as a spirit-like creature stepped out the waterfall.  It glistened and glimmered with lots of different colors.  Little Bear was frightened and about to run away when the spirit creature said, “You need not fear Little Bear.  I have come to help you.”

Little Bear was unsure.  His little legs would not move even though he was telling them to.  The spirit spoke again.  “Little Bear please sit on your Thinking Rock.  I have a story to tell you.”  Little Bear turned and walked to Thinking Rock.  He sat down facing the dazzling spirit-creature.

“This story is actually two stories that concern two very different stones, Little Bear.  Each stone had a purpose to be fulfilled.  Please listen closely and you can learn from the story.

A very long time ago a little stone had been created by He Who Creates.  This stone had fallen into water and was tumbled around until it found a resting place at the bottom of a stream.  The stone had gained its shape and size from being tumbling about in the water.  The stone thought about its purpose for it sat for many years in the same place.  The waters eventually disappeared and the stone continued to sit still.  It was one of many stones that sat still.  One day, the stone felt itself being raised higher.  The hand of one of those who watches sheep picked the stone up along with a few other stones.    The stones were placed in a bag.  The bag was very dark but the stone could hear the sounds of many voices shouting fearfully.  Over the shouts, the stone could hear a thunderous voice making statements of challenge.  The one who had picked up the stone answered back and asked He Who Creates to help him.  The thunderous voice laughed and made fun of the little one who challenged him.  He could not believe that one so small could defeat him.  It wasn’t long after this that the stone felt itself being plucked from the bag and set into a sling.  The stone was thrown and it hit the one with the thunderous voice.  This voice was to be heard no more.  Many happy voices were raised and the one who first picked the stone up became a hero for his peoples.  The stone learned that this one was a shepherd.  The stone realized that He Who Creates answered the stones’ question about purpose.  The stone understood that his purpose was to be used to help a shepherd become a king.

Many years later, a second stone had been created.  This stone also questioned its purpose.  This stone had been used many times in a similar manner as the first stone.  Many voices were silenced by this stone.  This stone was saddened that it was used to cause so much harm.  One day, this stone was picked up again to be used to silence a voice.  The stone heard many voices shouting in anger and one voice crying in fear.  The stone was being carried in the hand of one of the shouting voices.  Then the stone heard a calm voice say, “He who is without sin may cast the first stone.”  The stone felt itself as it was dropped to the ground and it heard other stones as they were dropped.  Then the calm voice said to the fearful voice, “Go forth and sin no more.”  This stone learned that its true purpose was not to be used to stop voices and it felt good.

So, Little Bear.  What have you learned from these stories?” asked the sparkling spirit.

Little Bear answered.  “He Who Creates loves stones enough to give them a purpose and I know He loves me just as much.  And if stones can have a purpose, then I must have a purpose.  He will show me in time just like He did with the stones. I like you and am no longer afraid of you.  You sparkle with many colors and I will call you Rainbow because it’s the only other thing I know of that has so many colors.”

The spirit-creature, now named Rainbow, smiled as Little Bear happily skipped in the direction of his home.

May the Lord help you to learn what your purpose is.

J.A. Clark Rosa  (2006)