Memories

love’s memories rattle in my attic

filling today with yesterdayâ€™s static

Art | Writing

It was a kind of magicWhen hope springs eternal before dying in the colors of autumnFor the magic…

A simple, fascinating, and thought-provoking question I was recently asked during my conversation with Ronit @RonitPlank while recording…

What I fear and desire most in the world is God. I fear Him because He promises to…

Ideas spring forth, from dark places unseen. Eternity calls down, into the moments between. Reflections of attraction, hidden…

A great music prompt this week from Hastywords on The Reverie! Take a listen, see what it inspires,…

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