Burdened Heart
Burdened Heart I sit here with a burdened heart, a lump in my throat, and tears in my eyes, unable to separate myself from my own thoughts. Dwelling not on the past, negative, or the… Burdened Heart
Delight to show mercy
In recent weeks I have been thinking an awful lot about the end of days, whether they are mine, or anyone else’s. Not in a morbid sense, but in more of a reality sense. More… Delight to show mercy
Beautiful Innocence III
I can’t help myself, and I really don’t want to, if it means that I should stop thinking about the kids, the parents, the school faculty, the first responders, the families, and the community surrounding… Beautiful Innocence III
Beautiful Innocence
I sit here at my keyboard tonight, trying to procure rationale from the chaotic swarm of thoughts swirling in my head; In doing so, I try to separate the thoughts of anger that bubble up… Beautiful Innocence
Freedom of the Truth
I know we talked, I remember our conversation. I was certain of our focus, our cerebral participation. The truths we discussed didn’t vanish when the silence began. But rather they need to be with us,… Freedom of the Truth