RECOVERY

Desolate promises the unexpected highlight of yesterday the inherited creation for the newness of today   it was a narrative without stop a gift of holding onto where whispers become words and night has no fears   the strength of rivers provides no answers while distant moons release abandoned angels into the hearts thirsting for … More RECOVERY

MOVING FORWARD

  We are fleeting reflections in the stream of air rushing over us. We hear and feel the song of time; the metronome counting minutes, becoming years. We see our image, the branch of a greater tree; its roots mark a beginning of a not so distant past. There is a failing as we grow; … More MOVING FORWARD