Snowy Days
For a moment I surrender and close my tired eyes to the world allowing myself the peace of missing things I will never know. … Continue readingSnowy Days
Psalm 57:7 O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.
For a moment I surrender and close my tired eyes to the world allowing myself the peace of missing things I will never know. … Continue readingSnowy Days
A reflective poem, with metaphors and feathers. … Continue readingThe Feather