My soul clings to you,Your right hand upholds me.
Naked
Adaptation of an earlier poem There she stood clothed, yet nakedBefore Him who looked into herheart.Fire and judgment stirred relentlesslyAnd searched . . . She looked into His eyes and…
Adaptation of an earlier poem There she stood clothed, yet nakedBefore Him who looked into herheart.Fire and judgment stirred relentlesslyAnd searched . . . She looked into His eyes and…
The waves crashedThe thunder roaredUnabashed the lightning seared the skyThe billows soaringWind writhing This was a wonderful timeFor the little girl in her Father’s armsAs He held her closeHis voice…
I heard the thunder of the gates as they closed and The heaviness of the chains as they were wrapped around and locked. All light fled, and no whispers of…
When I was a child, my father Took me to the beach at sunrise; We sat in silence and listened to the wind. It was grand it was beautiful. Soon…