Behold, A White Horse
In the quiet before the coming storm, in the dark before the first light of morn. Out of…
In the quiet before the coming storm, in the dark before the first light of morn. Out of…
It was a dark and stormy night. A time when writer’s will write deep into the fading light….
Whoa, take me down Into the depths where I might drown For it is only there can I…
Sins are repeated, And God always exchanges up, Healing broken hearts. ~Mark Schutter ©2014 Poetry post #28 of…
Leaves silent fall Anxiety covers all As October falls ~Mark Schutter ©2014 Photo ©Carri Schutter of Grace Unveiled…
In the darkness before the beginning was a light From out of the mysterious dark He came He…
I believe in magic And deeper mystery Of love Romance And adventure I believe in healing And grace…
We tiptoe quietly around afraid to wake the beast. He lies quietly sleeping, dozing fitfully his power unreleased….
Around the bend, on a narrow road. Comes the end, of all we have known The colors…
What I say What I do Who I am Who I may be It don’t matter to you…