Andrea DiMaggio

St. Patrick and the Novice of Dún Garbháin

  St. Patrick and the

Novice of Dún Garbháin

 



 

I am the sunlight that ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumns’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.

 

Do Not Stand Over My Grave And Weep
by Mary Elizabeth Frye, 1932

The Harp

 The Harp

Go dté tú slán

The Present Day...Somerville, New Jersey...

In Your Wildest Dreams

 In Your Wildest Dreams

 
I wonder where you are
I wonder if you
Think about me
Once upon a time
In your wildest dreams


Lesley and the Lion

Lesley and the Lion
Based on The Chronicles of Narnia
by C.S. Lewis

for Ronnie

by Andrea Lena DiMaggio

The Wedding Night

The Wedding Night

by Andrea Lena DiMaggio

How did it happen that their lips came together?
How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts,
that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens
behind the stark shapes of trees on the
quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
~Victor Hugo


Neverland


NEVERLAND

It might be miles beyond the moon,
Or right there where you stand.
Just keep an open mind,
And then suddenly you'll find
Never Never Land.

The Message


The Message
(Following The Sermon)

by Andrea Lena DiMaggio


The Sermon


The Sermon


by Andrea Lena DiMaggio


"Whatever it is, you know I love you? Right?" She smiled as she came up from behind and hugged him, her head placed against his back. Without turning, Doug spoke.

"Without any doubt whatsoever, and I you, you do know that, don't you?"

"Always and forever, my darling. Now come to bed. Anything that sermon needs can wait until tomorrow, okay?" She grabbed him by the hand and pulled him with her down the hallway toward the bedroom.