• Angels Are Quite Ample Cause to Cry
• Can One Celebrate a Miracle
• Each Year We Celebrate Christ's Resurrection
• Faith
• Given the Nature of Reality
• I Think of You as Watching from
• In Memory of Those Who Died
• Light Eludes the Latitudes of Longing
• No One Is the Author of This Poem
• Nothing Is, but What Is Evident
• Saviors Seldom Surface Nowadays
• Secular Celebrations Seem So Spare
• Silent Night. The Whole World Holds Its Breath
• Sing of the Holidays That Send One Home
• So Ancient a Festival Ought Touch the Heart
• So Do We Mark the Turning of the Light
• So May You Be Happy at This Time
• Some Would Sacrifice Their Dearest Sorrows
• Swinging Low in Chariots
• The Only Hope Is that There Is No Hope
• There Is No Being at the Heart of Being
• To Thank You Is a Gift One Gives Oneself
• What Is There in the Darkness
• When God's as Real as Santa Claus
• Where Do We Go
• Zechariah

Buddhist

• Lest You Leave Your Longings in the Sunshine
• Luck Is like a Tide Pulled by the Moon

Christian

• Bennie
• Beverly and Thomas Are Our Shepherds
• Death Is Nothing but a Moment's Rest
• I Wish that I Could Bring You to the Lord
• I'll See You When the Sun Goes Down
• Let There Be Joy, Always Joy in Giving
• Margarita
• Pastors Are Supposed to Be the Shepherds
• Saints Are Rarely Saints, if You Know What I Mean
• Sinners All, We Ask for Your Forgiveness
• Sister Margaret
• So Let Them Be, Who Have Had Sex with Children
• Some Would Satisfy Their Utmost Longings

Christmas

• After All, the Earth Must Wait for Spring
• Can Anyone Love Christmas Who's Not Christian
• Can the Wind Across the Snow
• Christmas Is a Holiday for Friends
• Christmas Is a Time for Love and Fun
• Christmas Is for Cowards, Too, and Thieves
• Cold Comfort in the Chastity of Sorrow
• Could There Be Angels Waiting in the Wings
• Each Year Again the Gifts Are Given Gladly
• Eager for a Miracle
• Glad Tidings Are a Coat of Many Colors
• Here There Are No Hearts Not Touched by Joy
• How Lovely 'Tis to Take This Time
• I'm Your Christmas Tree, All Brightly Lit
• If All Were Now as It Was When
• Mary at Midnight, the Babe in Her Arms
• May You Feel Such Love as Lights the Morning
• May You Find This Christmas Inner Peace
• Maybe Underneath the Bed Is Sadness
• Maybe We Need Another Miracle
• Meaning Has No Meaning Without Love
• Meaning Is a Measure of Repose
• Merry Christmas to My Love
• Merry Christmas to the One I Love
• Midnight Miracles Make Quiet Mornings
• Miracles Have a Way of Making News
• Mysteries Are Often Most Mundane
• Myths Are Hopes Refracted Through Our Pain

Easter

• Believe, Believe in the Power of Love
• Each Finds Happiness in Each
• Each of Us Eventually Will Be
• Each of Us Must Know You Personally
• Each Moment Is a Miracle
• Each Soul Is like a River Bearing Love
• Easter and Passover Go Together
• Easter and Pesach, Eternally Linked
• Easter Is a Time of Love
• Easy in the Catacombs
• Even After Two Millennia
• Even in the Best of Times
• Even Though Christ Gave His Life
• Even Though Passions Are Common as Rain
• Even Though the Earth Is Sunk in Sadness
• Every Love Redeems a Bit of Grace
• Grant Us All the Peace of Understanding
• Habit Is the Hand that Shapes the Heart
• Happy Easter to My Love2
• Heaven Has No Exit to Despair
• Heaven Is No Happenstance
• Here Among the Savages
• Here Are Festive Flowers for Your Room
• Holiness Is Everywhere Around You
• How Have Chicks and Rabbits Taken Over
• The Tomb of Christ Is But the Bed

Jewish

• Caleb
• Every Friday Night I Bless My Children
• My Home Is Here, America
• On Psalms 113-118
• Time After Time They Come to Destroy Us

Hanukkah

• And Thou Shalt Love
• Because One Hundred and Thirteen Generations
• Before You Light the Candles, Say the Blessing
• Beginning Thursday, There Will Be No More Reasons
• Being Is Itself the Fuel-less Flame
• Bereft of Light, One Stumbles in the Darkness
• Best Believe in Miracles
• Blessed Are Those Who Doubt the Word of God
• By the Eighth Day There Was No Longer Need
• Careful When You Light the Chanukah Candles
• Clearly There Were Jews and There Were Jews
• Eight Days the Light Continued on Its Own
• Happiness Depends on Lighting Lights
• Hope Is Not the Creature of Sensation
• How Can We Believe in Miracles
• How Can We Believe that the Creator
• How Explain the Miracle of Light
• How Long Can We Remember an Event
• How Might One Be a Harbinger of Light
• How Odd to See the Lamps Still Burning

High Holidays

• Holiness and Faith Are the Rewards
• How Might I, in Faith, Do as You Ask
• O Lord, Our Hope and Our Redeemer
• Reason Ought Not Be the Enemy
• Reason Says, of Course, that There's No Book
• Remember as You Scour Your Soul for Sin
• Repentence Is Quite Different from Regret
• Return Each Year to Test the Ancient Waters
• Revelation Leads to Revolution
• Revelation Strikes You as Absurd
• Righteousness Ought Not Be for One's Self
• Ritual Recalls the Revelation
• Rosh Hashanah Opens to the Page
• Rosh Hashanah Opens Up the Book
• Ye of Little Faith, You're Welcome Here
• Year After Year, You Promise to Atone
• Yearning Is a Function of Atonement
• Yom Kippur Remains a Day of Morning
• You Are Not, Will Not, Do Not What You Dream
• You Cannot Get Away from Being Plural
• You Cannot Think the Book of Life Will Close
• You Pray Not for Yourself Alone but All
• You Pray to Be Included in the Book
• You Wonder Whether Fate Is Accidental
• You'd Like a Shot at Serious Redemption

Passover

• Easter and Passover Go Together
• Easter and Pesach, Eternally Linked
• How Best Can We Remember We Were Slaves
• How Could the Lord for Our Sake Part the Sea
• Palpably, You Are in This Room
• Pass Over Me, Dear Lord, Please Pass Me By
• Passion Is the Wine, and Love, the Glass
• Passover Celebrates That Glorious Day
• Passover Seders Are like the Night Sky
• Why Do I Remain in Exile

Muslim

• Aisha

Eid Al-Adha

• Each of Us Must Sacrifice Ourselves
• Each Sacrifices What the Heart Loves Most
• Even Sacrifice May Not Be Pure
• Every Moment Sings of Love and Beauty

Ramadan

• Each Fast Is like a Cleansing of the Soul
• Each Moment Is like Sunlight on the Heart
• Eid Is Bittersweet
• Erase My Soul
• Evening, and at Last the Fast Is Over
• Every Moment Equally Is Holy
• Ramadan Reminds Us that the World
• Rapture Comes Most Easily Within
• Read the Holy Book as Though Asleep
• Reason Doesn't Travel Well
• Reason Is No Cause for Revelation
• Reason Without Faith Is Pure Relation
• Religion Must Touch More than Mind and Heart
• Remember, Please, the Reason for Your Fasting
• Remember, Too, the Holy Month of Fasting
• Return to the Sweet Discipline of Faith
• Right Action Is the Mother of Right Feeling
• Righteousness Is Not Self-Righteousness
• Righteousness Remains the Rock of Faith
• Rights Are Not Equivalent to Freedom
• Roam Anywhere You Wish, and Then Return

Non-Denominational

• Aaron
• Accidents Are Rarely Accidental
• Agostino
• Audrey
• Bless This Day the Joy of Life
• Bobbie Jo Can't Be with Us
• Children Who Die Are Not Really Gone
• Death Is like a Car
• Every Garden Needs Diversity
• Every Holiday Makes Life More Special
• Every Religion Has Blood on Its Hands
• Faith Is What One Cannot Know
• Forty-Six3
• God, if There Is One, Looks Down upon the World
• Grace Comes Unexpectedly
• Grateful Angels Sing at Heaven's Gates
• Gratitude, like Love, Is Part of Being
• Hallelujah! I'm Pregnant! Praise the Lord!
• Happy Holidays
• Hell Has Little Hope of Happiness
• Holidays Are Rarely Holy Days
• How Might One Untie the Knot
• I Cannot Think You're Not Alive Somewhere
• I Look Across
• I Sing to You When Words Are Not Enough
• I Want to Go Home
• I'm Married to This Muslim Arab
• If Reason Is the Word, Faith's the Music
• Jordyn
• Little Do the Others Know
• Little Do You Know How Much You Love Me
• Lynnette
• May We Learn to Undergo Your Love
• Melanie
• Often the Absence of Angels Seems Eerie
• Our Grandson Tyler Was Just Over Seven
• People Who Are Certain Are a Curtain
• Perhaps Christ Rose from the Dead; Perhaps He Didn't
• Praised Be Those Who Worship God with Love
• Proverbs on Faith
• Recently I Dreamed I Talked to You
• Religions Live in a Crowded Neighborhood
• Selves Are Quite the Opposite of Souls
• Seventy-Three
• So Shall the Singer Serve the Song
• Some Are Picked for Pleasure, Some for Pain
• Souls Seem to Stay the Same; the Body Ages
• Suppose There Were No Special Times for Greetings
• Thank You for All That You Have Given
• Thank You for the Gift of Being Thankful
• Thank You for the Gift of Life
• Thank You for the Gift of Understanding2
• Thank You for the Harvest and the Healing
• The Gift of Being Cannot Be a Given
• The Lord Has Been Merciful to Me
• The Lord Is the Lord of All Nations
• The Wave Without Becomes a Wave Within
• Thirty-Eight Is More than Just a Number

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