Parched for God
Echoing in my soul, such silence as makes visible the shape of a great hunger. A panorama of my past...
Echoing in my soul, such silence as makes visible the shape of a great hunger. A panorama of my past...
In a measured manner I walk the labyrinth, sensing the center draw me. The path does not narrow yet it...
The Kiskadee seems completely confident in the sun’s love. I too choose to believe in benevolence. The Kiskadee behaves as...
Happy Fresh Time, my son Dave told me on the phone this New Year’s Eve morning, and I’m happy to...