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Come Out of Your House

Come Out of Your House

Let us be bold today in the power of the Almighty. Amen

Sister Alma Rose Q & A

Dear Sister Alma Rose: I have fallen deeply in love and out of my comfort zone. I am not married, but my life was pleasant and cozy before I met this person. Should I sacrifice the certainty of a good life for the possibility of a thrilling one? Signed, Confounded in Connecticut

Dear Confounded: Sister Alma Rose cannot tell y’all what’s best for y’all. She usually advises people to follow their hearts, and their hearts don’t always lead them in the direction of passion and romance but rather, sometimes, to the serenity of the home fire. How well do y’all know yourself?

If it is fear alone that is holding you back… be fearless. Nothing is certain about the “certainty of [your] good life.” Only God can see around the corners. Y’all might be inches from heaven. Take the next step and see if the sky opens up.

...and Women Named Evelyn

...and Women Named Evelyn

Little Mouse,
Come out of your house
Into the chilly dawn
Where the lawn
is apple-green
And the earth is a-spin
And full of wisteria
And women named Evelyn
And men named Hans and Augustine
And places called Peoria
And Piccadilly.

The Day Wears On

The Day Wears On

What do you mean
You’re afraid
Of Mrs. Forrest, the silly
Little cat on Poplar Street
Who thinks you’re something
Fine to eat?
She’s slow and lazy
And spends her days
At ease doing nothing in the sun
Near a lovely Chippendale table
(In the morning)
And on a quilted counterpane
(In the afternoon).

The Earth Is A-spin

The Earth Is A-spin

Little One, if you’re able,
Spread out, Little Mouse,
Your lace handkerchief
And fly away
To Trinidad
Or Abergavenny.
The day wears on.
You can’t ever have it back again
once it’s gone.

Little Mouse, is your house
Just that hole in the wall,
Or is it the wide, wide world?
What happens in your small retreat
Where you hide with your biscuit and honey
And bit of cheese?

What Happens in Your Small Retreat?

What Happens in Your Small Retreat?

You come out, my funny
Mouse, you say,
Only once a day
To see if the Titans
Still hold up the skies.
My Mouse, you must
By now realize
That hollyhocks uplift the skies
And clouds ride on the backs
Of butterflies.

_________________

Illustrations by Kate Greenaway

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