What does tomorrow hold, what would the choices lead to, would there be happiness, or would we languish in misery? Times will never be same again, people will never be same again, one last look at the things getting left behind, eyes closed in silent prayer, may this work out may this work out better than what we expect..
Heavenly Father, I focus my thoughts on You. In the palm of Your hand, how can I lose? Your grace is sufficient for every need. All things are possible if I will only believe. Divine power through me is flowing.
Part of my family, you’ve always been. Earth is our house; the flower pot is Eden. We are a union of Chlorophyll and melanin. Chlorophyll gives you an ever-green colour. Melanin determines my skin colour. I still however, don’t know
The hand comes out of the rubble to throw the musky odor of a cross-legged monk under the ginkgo tree. An apparition comes outside the body of a fan-shaped snake; ignites the wolf. We were hungry, we were thirsty. Untwining
I waited for you brother day and night within the shadows among the tents I prayed for your return. Then they brought you from the field you were calm like the desert sands. A silhouette so delicate and calm to