Maybe There is a Dagger in Their Heart…

I was praying for someone the other day, who is too easily offended. Everything hurts. Even a simple explanation of what they are doing is given on the defensive. At times it is exhausting to be with them. I was praying because I love them. As I prayed I saw this beautiful person with a…

Alive

This is a poem that I wrote this week; a week of weeping with friends for present sorrows and a week of remembrance for past sorrows, ones that linger. As the week went on I thought and prayed and cried for those who don’t feel anymore. For the disconnected. This poem is for all who…