the story of love…..

the story of love begins with the Truth,
all knowing and all powerful One who gives life to all,
He gives and you get given a fullness that overtakes everything,
all pain, all struggles and all hurt,
the love you knew cannot compare to the uncompromising love,
from dirt you may have been born little one,
but this one thing you should know….
His love washes it all away,
even if you choose to dance in the mud,
get stuck in its thickness or revert to what you know,
His greatness says, welcome home son,
He clothes you in garments that will make you sing,
turns your ashes to beauty,
reverts your crimson ways to whiteness compared to snow,
so you can be called trees of righteousness




The unseen journey in their hands….

Walking side by side, hand in hand they enjoy the world together once more like they did all those years before. From the outside, it appears as if these frail beings hold one another for the physical support. It’s only with their eyes can they see that time and patience has preserved love that saw sparks ignite in the hours of midnight. Truly he cannot relinguish his grip from hers, fearing that the beauty which once cradled his grieving chest would leave foot steps echoing in an empty hallway. The fear triggers a familiar sense of self afflicted lonliness governed by his self desire for a touch, a squeeze and money in the night breeze. *CLINK* *CLINK* The sound of  fluid running through the pipes and releasing itself onto a stained coffee cup. Dinner for one…again. Continue reading “The unseen journey in their hands….”