The term Christian is used often today. The term I am almost hesitant to say. Most that wear the title but lack a depth that is a vital key that this flesh body desperately needs. The claim to know The Father, yet don’t know His sacred name. Oh what a shame! Some stand at aContinue reading “Christianity”
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An ordinary Friend
In a tiny world where shadows tend to play,You shine as always in your ordinary way,A gentle heart that knows my grief and fears,A friend who stays through laughter and tears.You felt my absence as a friend and sensed my soul,In every kind and generous word, you made me whole.A down-to-earth being with a heartContinue reading “An ordinary Friend”
echoes of harsh laughter
finished a novel only to fall into the next constantly scribbling as i feel my time is running out and no one else can see all of the hidden patterns which whisper incessantly in the too loud silence harnessing all the loneliness to sharpen the monomolecular edge of the quill slicing down to the blackenedContinue reading “echoes of harsh laughter”
Pot Calls Kettle Black
I’m reminded what I was told By my Mum, god bless her soul. If you’ve nothing nice to say; Shut your gob, and walk away. . Don’t critize, elder folk One day you’ll be them, that’s no joke Things you say today in jest Like boomerangs come home e to rest https://www.facebook.com/share/r/1DthUNWPLL/ Pot Calls KettleContinue reading “Pot Calls Kettle Black”
Hard Pill to Swallow
MIRROR OF YOUR SOUL
The path of awakening is not a quiet road. It is spiritual, mysterious, and often impossible to explain to someone who has not walked through their own inner fire. What I have learned is simple yet powerful: when you begin to live in harmony with yourself and with God, a new dimension of awareness opens.Continue reading “MIRROR OF YOUR SOUL”
I Love You
Rhythm & Rhyme
My Confidant: A Poem
You rise again, hanging quiet in the dark, as you always do: Watching. Waiting. Listening. You don’t knock. Never have. I feel your eyes: Patient. Waiting. I never ask if you have time. You always do. Even when the night is crowded, and others talk, you leave a little space for me. I speak softlyContinue reading “My Confidant: A Poem”
Heart of a Child
To have a heart of child you must have a unique soulOnly they seek inspiration from somewhere deep below.A rare blend They view the world from a filter lendsalways in constant search for a win.A heart of a child; brave and bold.Yet, susceptible to the things they are told.If you meet one you will instantlyContinue reading “Heart of a Child”
