
Unbroken spirits
Midst the heavens roar
On gilded wings they soar
Through the valley’s deep
Over stones they leap
Unbroken spirits
~Mark Schutter ©2016

~Mark Schutter ©2016

Simply trying to regain my clarity and purpose, listening for that still small voice. If interested you can…

Each of us was given a unique voice for a purpose. When we do not speak out, we…
I reckon some will say, I’m a bubble off plumb That’s for sure and for certain. The silliness…
As I sit in muted silence The incessant ringing in my ear Thoughts of This and that Dissolve…
Legend becomes fact Truth is buried deep underground So the myth lives on ~Mark Schutter ©2015
My reflection, softly floats on the surface of mirrored glass, staring back at me. It only takes, a…