It’s a dirt path Walked alone Waiting for the rain To form the mud To grasp your feet To pull you down It is a walk of numbness When the slap in the face Leaves ears ringing Blood forms Leaving marks for to remind To pull you down But He reminds you While you walk […]Read More Mud
It was in the haste of our cares, we only had a prayer for peace given for all seasonsRead More The Beach
The storm that brought the alleged disaster. What did it bring you? Did it bring you peace? I’ll bet it did. Did you trust the pain it brought at first, I doubt it. I bet it moved you out of that place harshly and without warning. I wonder how many trees cleared out of your […]Read More The Storm that Builds
The echo of the room of your life’s former companions Of the homes you left yesterday to forage for a sense Of truest form, but not this, not like a shadow with the darkest form You had that day when your senses left that way It is the rooms you left to remove the heft. […]Read More Echoes
You are enough
not what isn’t his
If it were you wouldn’t be here this way.