A portrait of self is what you see Only a reflection to the world For the truth resides…
This poem started from an older piece written back in 2013. I have re-worked it here with the…
I posted the poem below in black text yesterday morning in a flurry of free-writing in the midst…
His ‘grace unveiled’ each morning shatters my theology. Morning’s GRACE Brightly shines Into the dark Of my heart…
Alone into the Alone A far better place—the phrase echoes through my mind, and my faith tells me…
Swirling flaming stars, break our fragile hearts. May childlike adoration, grow and grow. May eternity’s doors, not remain…
