Wednesday, August 31, 2016

fires of last year, quenched;
spring's soft rains, and summer's storms
- growth will come again

~ tiwago 

(photography by tiwago)

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Dear Weeping Jeremiah

"We need to talk. Meet me at the pottery studio." God

I saw there a Potter, working at her wheel.
Red clay was rising between her hands, and under her nails.
The water-jar that she was forming started to slump -
It could not support its own weight.
So she reworked it, and gave it new life,
And with an artist's eye, she was pleased.

I heard there the voice of the Lord God.
"Can I not do the same as this woman?
Can I not restore you when you fall?
Can I not repair my people when they fail?
If a nation turns to evil, it will be destroyed; 
If it turns away from evil, I will change my mind.
If a nation turns from evil, I will rebuild it;
If a nation returns to evil, I will change my mind.

My Spirit shall shape your words Jeremiah,
And you shall speak my words to my people:
'Look! devastation is building like storm clouds!
Turn away from your hate and self-righteousness.
Turn away from your greed and self-centeredness.
Turn away from your pride and self-absorption.
Change your ways and change your lifestyles -
Stop murdering my children in deed and in word.'"

Tiwago (taken from Jeremiah 18)

(photography by tiwago)

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Friday, August 26, 2016

Thursday, August 25, 2016


(This portion of Hebrews is a hodgepodge of proverbs and commandments. Yet, in this jewelry-box, there are several gems from the Crown of the Greatest Commandments.)

Love the Lord, your God, with all your spirit and all your essence -
Let mutual love continue.
Love the Other, your neighbor, with all your spirit and all your essence -
Let mutual love continue.

     Be welcoming to strangers; 
     For strangers may be angels.
     Be helpful to prisoners;
     For you have your own chains.
     Be with the tortured;
     To mistreat one is to mistreat all.

Respect the mutual covenant of marriage.

Do not be married to things and money.

Do not fear being alone - Emmanuel is there. 

Consider the righteous and be righteous too.

     Jesus always was.
     Jesus alway is.
     Jesus shall be always.

What is the precious sacrifice that God wants from you?
     That you thank Him and praise His works.
     That you testify to His presence within you -
     That you share who you are.
     That you never miss an opportunity to do good -
     That you share whatever you have.
     That you love the Lord, your God.
     That you love the Other, your neighbor.
This is the precious sacrifice that God wants from you!

~ Tiwago (Based on Hebrews 13)

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

The Artist's Touch

a shift of the wind;
a passing of a cloud;

yesterday's rain evaporating;
growth and its partner decay;

the shadow of a hunting hawk;
my mood as i meditate upon it;

the world is a painting,
with living brushstrokes

~ tiwago

(photography by tiwago)

Tuesday, August 23, 2016


Hear the word of the Lord.
Hear the Word made flesh.
Hear me you churches.
Hear me My Church.
Hear your God:

"What happened between us?
Was it something I once did?
Why did your mother leave me?
Why did your father chase things of little value?
Why do you turn yourselves into worthless things?

Am I not the same One who brought you through?
Didn't I lead you to green pastures and calm waters?
Why do you pollute, defile, and destroy my gifts?
Why are you leaving only pain and poison for your children?
Why do you turn the Earth into a worthless thing?

If you don't listen to Me, who do you hear?
Do you hear the leaders of your religions?
Do you listen to the rulers of your nations?
Do you follow the pimps of consumerism?
Why listen to things who worship things?

Has there ever been a People chosen for glory,
Who traded away their rights to eternal treasures,
Who threw away their God and their humanity,
To follow behind an artifact - a golden calf, 
For the privilege of sweeping up its manure?

The future will look at these shortsighted people,
The Universe will be shocked by their stupidity,
The Earth will groan and moan under their care,
Heaven will be desolate in mourning for them,
While they will continue to be ever oblivious...

My babies sin mightily against Creation and I.
Thirsting, they excavate holes as great reservoirs,
With cracked walls that briefly detain the flow,
And all the while ignoring My eternal spring,
A living water which gives both life and meaning!"

~ Tiwago (Adapted from Jeremiah)

(photography by tiwago)

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Friday, August 19, 2016

The Overseer

nothing happens
without his involvement
- a still moment

               ~ tiwago

(photography by tiwago)

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Summer Sounds

into hot oil falls
a drop of moisture,
cicada song

ebbing and flowing
pinwheel whirligig,
cicada song

spritzing crescendo 
of a lawn sprinkler,
cicada song

~ tiwago

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Three Wee Poems

in her long shadow
a small boy shouts to the world

she's always the star
of every princess story
but stars fall like tears

two small grandchildren
occupying the same space

~ tiwago

Rust Mosaic

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Framed Views

Thursday, August 11, 2016


Joliet Iron and Steel Works Historic Site

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Future Past

Geometry at Joliet Iron Works

Tuesday, August 9, 2016


we seldom rise
above our primordial essence 
- stolen moments

~ tiwago


(photography by tiwago)

Monday, August 8, 2016


In the words of my grandson, "buguck!"

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Morning Haze

the future is unclear
the present is purple
 - morning haze

             ~ tiwago

(photography by tiwago)

Friday, August 5, 2016

Thursday, August 4, 2016

In the Wilderness of Time

Faith is the unrealistic assurance:
Of living a life of hopefilledness;
Of knowing things unknowable.

By faith our ancestors persevered:
Abiding through pain and suffering;
Moving forward in loss and sorrow;
Failing over and over, again and again;
Losing each battle so as to win the war;
Striving onward day upon day upon day;
Sustained by dreams, grace, and pneuma.

Each held faith in the hope of a promise -
Each died with the promise yet unfulfilled.
Each knew they were aliens on the Earth -
Each walked the long path towards Home.

They lusted not for old days and old ways!
They yearned for change and better days!
Their God is not ashamed of them.
He has prepared a Home for them.

(from Hebrews 11)

~ Tiwago

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

The Stars of Abram

It is alright my child;
I will protect you -
I will raise you up.

There's nothing you can do for me!
My wife and I are old and childless.
A man who is my property,
Will inherit all my property.
There's nothing you can do for me!

No, he is not your heir my child;
Your own child will be your heir,
Just as you are my child and heir.

Count the parade of stars,
As they march by above -
Can you count them all?

Your heirs shall be as stars.
Your heirs will be beyond count.
Your heirs shall illuminate the night.

And Abram did believe,
And the Father saw it,
And said: "It is good".

(from Genesis 15)

~ Tiwago

Monday, August 1, 2016

Small Living Things