The Ancients

Wounded heart dangling in a hundred pieces, from gifted ancient treesWhere others have ventured for centuries, to weep, over Egypt’s Red SeasHer dying algae turning the blue-green waters to scarlet, the color of deathHues of the sunset rise with my embers towards heaven’s vast floral breathMy lonely aching soul, did awake a heartless, hurt spirit, … Continue reading The Ancients

A Gift

Lord thou hast loved me like a babe, and washed me afresh in water. Oh my Father how You have endured My ceaseless multitude of prayers. Rescued from my own weak and feeble heart, I sensed your limitless love and forgiveness. By the cherished blood of Thy Own Son, My spirit, therefore, was cleansed and … Continue reading A Gift