When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the

How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.