I was given this mound of clay….didn’t realize it at first then over time I realized I could make it whatever I want so I started chiseling away the parts that keep me separated from others …..and the person I claimed to be began to take shape so pleased with the results I see the…

I know you’re a wise God… because rarely you do what I ask thank you ttucro

Someone stole my heart….. have you seen a suspicious person at my door? thank God for nosy neighbors someone saw a 🚗 so I gathered all the evidence and narrowed down my search dialed in to the suspect I made a guarded approach cornering the perpetrator….I approached with cautious steps the closer I got to…

I use to be so sure and confident when I was younger age has afforded me the opportunity to resurrect parts of the past I question what I was trying to prove and who I was trying to be do most people have that figured out by now? Or do they pretend to have it…

I see you walk a different path then me I have been trying to get you to follow mine tripping over a root …..I got a perspective I had never entertained I was chuckling to myself clumsy to say the least I saw a beautiful cloud overhead and damn if it didn’t begin to speak…

I can’t change the way you feel I can’t determine when you heal or the things that make you mad or glad I can’t change that……. I can’t change your past or mine the things we’ve lost…the things we’ve found the people we have used and the people that have used us the people we…

Wash your heart when you wash your hands those old hurts are keeping you from the love you seek and. From loving others there are reasons why you are so concerned with cleanliness what really needs cleaning is our hearts Only God can do that we should keep washing our hands and ask God to…

If my friend you are forced to bend with the various sways of life if at times you feel yourself in a bind and the noose is getting tight these are but phases in a “normal life” one shouldn’t be alarmed For if most of your days don’t feel like scrambled eggs 🥚 You aren’t…

It is plain to me that I pay a price To see things that others cannot conceive and that price is the “Poet’s Curse” to feel….. to touch…..to acknowledge…,to embrace to get inside of hearts that have been closed for years to feel the pain of the losses of others and to suffer with them…

Look beyond the surface……there is so much more to see stop being in a hurry…..takes time to receive everything has a message given to those who have the patience wait there is more than meets the eye to all we encounter if you listen to the vibrations…….the language of inanimate objects they are moving but…