Disconnected

Lonely spaces dwell even amongst the crowded People dialogue without truth, emotion or love Sieged by countless, faceless, and woeful humans. Entrusting another is a gamble for those empty Desiring sincere contact such a formidable goal All striving to grasp and sustain such a treasure. Are we unable to simply love, trust and reveal That … Continue reading Disconnected

Skin Still Soft

Wrinkled fingers clasped together to form hands in prayerLooking toward the heavens, she asks Friend, are you there? I've lived a long life she thinks warming  herself by the fireI am all that's left; my situation seems so lonely and dire. I am old and tired my Lord she whispers and I'm ready to  goMy bones ache in this … Continue reading Skin Still Soft