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…
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…
She ran through the leavesFeeling the mud in her bare little toes,A little hanging on the eaves of her dress.She laughed as the rain soaked her curls.She hopped and skipped,…
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…
I watch as the leaves flew up;I smiled and chased the flurry,Following the path of disheveled leaves.In a moment, all fell still . . . silence. . .There she was…
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…
