Reflection

Sometimes

I think of you sometimes.
Even after all of the passing time.
I see you...

The last of the crimson maple
Falls into the winds of autumn.
Bare and skeleton fingers...

What do I say to
One of the
The first eyes
To graze the true
Or untrue pastures...

Blinded the waves have overcome my eyes
Crashing still ever drown in sorrow
The dam of my...

Today I am sitting in the church
It is pungent with the fragrances
Of flowers and incense....

Today i am sitting quietly
my phone turned off
to embrace purest silence.
No more...

Dare I attempt to move the sky
With the Paraclete I feel inside
Will I drown in the divine...

In my mind's eye

I can still see her sitting

on the living room sofa

after a kiss...

Long ago in a magical
world called childhood.
Do you remember how perfect it was?
Is...

A soft breeze flees from its hiding place.
Its white noise rocks me gently,
Its chill does...

Maybe my sadness wasn't only you

Somehow you were just caught in the brew

A storm dark and...

Though I am but dust and ash, ultimately
I shall still endeavor to speak with my God...

...

Darkness, wet, warm, safe
Bright lights, confused, cold, separate
The FIRST light at the end...

As a writer, we will reflect and sometimes wrestle with our own questions of self, and God......When we...

They shall not fall silent within the night,
grounds never hollow ,a given right,
bravest...

If Jesus returned to the WORLD...

WOULD YOU KNOW HIM?

Would you know the way of his coming...