Perspective
On the laminated floor there you sat. Chubby legs extended, blue stripped leggings, bare toes, fleshy and exposed. Wispy black curls framing those eyes; those eyes that were beginning to […]
On the laminated floor there you sat. Chubby legs extended, blue stripped leggings, bare toes, fleshy and exposed. Wispy black curls framing those eyes; those eyes that were beginning to […]
Nightfall of memories, yesterday they were in my pocket, but today they are a scrambled puzzle on the floor blood bursts from the pain seeps into coagulated puddles of casualty […]
is my imperfection a piece of Your perfection? is my imperfection a blessed reminder that perfection is not found in my humanness? My humanness – the emptiness. You the Fullness. […]
This moment of raw uncertainty is my altar. This is joy. Sudden joy at the appearance of faint blue perpendicular lines; the elusive lines that stubbornly refused to appear after […]