Biography of Saint Eule
Born in a small coal town, served 8 years in the USCG. Attended various colleges and universities with degrees in electronics and computer technologies.Studied theology and is an ordained minister.My beliefs are not just from reading second hand but personal experience first hand.Spent years in the Pacific islands, one year on a deserted island in contemplation. Travelled many places worldwide. Married with 2 sons,2 grandsons. My oldest son has Downs syndrome. My youngest is a park ranger.Spend most spare time at the beach house, or camping in the mountains. Has a love for humanity, wildlife and especially birds.
Saint Eule Poems
Remember The Goose
I awoke to the bird calling outside my window, A new day has begun, my mind is hungover with thoughts of yesterday. A wild goose is heard in the distance. The bird seems to be calling for his nestlings, probably long
The Kindling Fire
Ageless adversity pondering wealth, Is one so taken, by ones ownself. Given a token to pass through time. A chance to live in verse and rhyme.
I remember Grandma Rose, With her bobby pins and Late night horror shows.
Autumn With Grandpa
It was a cloudy day, my grandson pointed at the sky. He said ' the stars are still there you just cannot see them because of the clouds'. I held his hand and said ' The stars are like the truth often we cannot see it because of the clouds'. There is nothing more inspiring than a conversation between a grandfather and a grandson.
Oh House! So Empty
Oh House! So empty. My love was wasted. Oh House! So empty. No joy was tasted.
The Wish Of The Little Blue Spruce
All the other trees had shed their leaves and already quietly gone to bed. Except a little blue spruce still waiting for the snow to fall upon its head.
Men cut their hair- Men cut their hair to show hate and depair, a skinhead as clear as the as a swastika there. Men cut their hair to show Budha is there, a monk enlightened wanting to
God Is Eternal
God is eternal yesterday, today and tomorrow. Don't dwell in the past, or drown in your sorrow.there is always today,
I would go to end of the world, for thee Would give my last farthing, for thee Go through time and see it unfold, for thee To place my honor and passion aside, for thee
A Woman In Labor
A man in pain can be heard a mile away, He seems to whine about the pain all day.
Holy Water For Sale
I respect the beliefs of others and try to inspire, buying holy water would never be my desire. The living water is best and you will never thirst, If to make a choice, choose the living water first.
A Diamond In The Ground
Digging deep to find the truth, But nothing was returned. Just a pile of dirt begotten, Another turnip earned.
Take my hand, walk with me. Listen to the wetlands and the sea. A sandy cove full of wild life and flora.
Pain Of Reality And Fear Of Unknown
Pain comes and goes from our head to our toes; Fear it stays and lingers - chews on our fingers.
Pawns Of Refuge
Pawns of refuge, rooks lay in wait - the game was played, who took the bait. Our true beginnings lost in the sand, ebony or ivory a promise in hand? Does it really matter the color of skin or the heart of the man that is planted within.