flames burn hot today and yesterday – and days before. I pray for fire – pure with shalom.
Today I live and stand in my own story.
collecting scattered atoms to original boxes
sometimes it helps to think a clever theorem was at work
this is tactical hatred.
speechless wonder at the brutality of it all.
convenient, I say, They in their boat, I in mine. Let’s just blame the storm.
no worse curse! There’s not, I thought.
her presence extracts a fee.
Bravo to those privileged enough to get it perfectly the first go ’round.
physics does not play by my rules
I wasn’t as brave as you were to face it head on.
Is there room for classical expectations and contemporary frontiers?
Vibrant verdancy followed fast on the heels of the late vernal torrents.
I do miss the antediluvian remarkbut you still nailed it. the PBS pedagogues, too.I like the switch around original way … More
Notice any gaps there?
Laughter – just baggage
deliverance comes with obedience
a question.old as the hills