Joy
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Dry Wells
Dry wells In the depths of our souls A deep ache of emptiness A gaping hole We’ve filled them up with dirt And the dryness took hold The stone has begun to crack The walls starting to fold He comes and digs a new well In the desert of my heart Salvation marks a new… Continue reading
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Joy of Worship
A haiku on worship Heartache stripped away Pouring out passion and praise Our God meets with us Continue reading
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The Freedom of Writing
The crispness of white paper Under the scratch of my black pen The freshness of the paper As I lean closer in The words roll onto the page Like a storm rolling in from the sea Who knows its path or its direction? Who knows where it will take me? No restraints, no inhibitions Just… Continue reading
Dawn & Dusk 