I see up there God’s crying crying over us crying for our messthe sickness and the pus. He’s given us a gardena place to roam and playinstead it turned intoa jungle where we prey. I see up there in HeavenGod is cryingcrying over uscrying for the squabblesthe anger and...
We stoppedat the ridge across the bayand watched the rust colored hillsroll down into the blue oceaninto the silvery swellsthat skid along the shoresilent and adriftlike bleached woodscatteredon the white sandwe satsomber like empty shellsreliving life as it...
There between wondrous wishes and longings that linger in the light of a lone candle she felt the spark that ignites two hearts in the split of a moment. And from the corner of her eyeshe saw a streak of lightthe darkened skyhad turned brighteffervescent...
It was one of those nights when the fire was glowing and a moth was gliding about — it was one of those nights when a storm was blowing and the wind flew in and then out. The shadow of a candle flickered on the wall while the flame burnt somber to the cry of silent...
Oh Look! Oh Look! what has become — a world full of people fearful and numb. Panic has punctured a hole in our culture in the home of the brave and the land of the free. Fearing ourselves fearing each other fearing the world with no place to cover. Inside and alone...
It was the night before Doom’s Day and all was quiet and still — not a soul was in sight all were in ‘for-the-chill’. The world was on lock-down there was no one outside — save for some fools who could not be confined. The streets were empty with a thick...
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