I have nothing but your generosity to put my hope in. Nothing. For I stand at Your door holding broken scraps…and yet you open. Save me from this storm. I am the most helpless of all your slaves. And I’m lost. Wandering in the middle of a forest trying to... Read More
My heart is an open book, Torn open by my story. Tell them you learned the lesson. You’ll learn it every time, You seek completion in the incomplete. You sought refuge in a straw house. Then when the storm came, You were bare and alone. Exposed. You spent years... Read More
Don’t grieve at the stab. It’s only meant to free you. From the chains that bind you to the earth and shackle you to the shadows of people. The mirage of water cannot quench. But is so beautiful to the thirsty. I’m afraid. Of never knowing another life. Different. So... Read More
