Void – to be withoutThe lack thereofNot validNothing of value Constant reminders thatYour hair should be bone straightVoid of its waves, kinks and curls ...

Are you my other mother?Among the manyHeavensent for fatherTo feel whole again? The fire rages onIn his soul,In spite of hisLonely heart. I am ...

My brother swings open his office door, and a gecko scurries along. They trade looks. Briefcase slides off his sweaty palms, and he sits ...

At 3.00 am, I wish again For the harsh sands of time To soften, after tonight’s misty rain I wish, to learn something new every day Sometimes ...

danger thrives in all of usfeeding on our very desireresistance is futiledeath is inevitable rainbows show us the wayour dreams collide when we waketime ...

Do you peer through the blinds? Did you peek and wonder? About the empty street outside Why is every morning like Sunday? A solemn quietness amplified  Do you ...

It’s not hard to see them Standing tall and proud Branches bent and swaying Thick trunks rooted in the ground   Many have stood ...

Yes, the years have passed byI by grace survivedShe by graceLeft my sideI was flounderingThe proverbial fish out of water I by grace found ...

Trees silhouetted against a brightening sky cry, as the storm still lingers on the tip of their leaves. Drip, drip, drip. They soak the ...

I seek afterThy natureThe calmInside of me. The peacefulWaters,Beckon to meIn moonlight. “I am noJesus, orHoly saint!”I protest. “Trust me,”Is all IHear, asIt calls ...