My mind is a forest. Sometimes I am lost in it. . In some places, Sun shines through trees Gold through green Leaves dance down little fairy… Read more “My mind is a forest…”
Category: The Writing Chapters
Inside the Fence
It’s hard, when you have total faith that this is what God is calling you to do and still the doors feel like they’re not only closed before you, but also locked. But he’d been praying and today God replied:
“Go to Cleburne airport tonight and stay until sunset.”
Homeland
Some people have a homeland; a place that their heart calls most beautiful on earth, a place they always want to go back to.
An Armful of Stories
There are stories written in the skin of my arms.
The Twin
Picture this: your world has just been shattered. And you did not see it coming.
Well, maybe you kind of did.
Storm Moments
These are moments I wouldn’t trade for a world Moments of coming home A step ahead of the storm Moments of running out to greet it Moments… Read more “Storm Moments”
A Rained World
Today I wander out into the rained world Looking for what? I don’t know But I am looking. The colors are different in a rained world All… Read more “A Rained World”
How Came You Here?
But why are you here? Glowing in the town-lit darkness far from your green-growing sisters. Were you a grubby, child-fisted gift? But who would drop that? Perhaps… Read more “How Came You Here?”
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