Verse

I have come into the breath of God I will write the poetry of Your divinitythrough words bled as beginnings and healed as endings I am Written Through church windows and mosaic floors where angels have warred over destinies paved on a holy path I am Written and this is my verse

Scents of Smoke

This is the story about a girl who loved going for walks in the early morning. The crisp sunlight froze the happiness in her heart as she thought deeply about life. On one such a morning she smelled smoke as she passed a field covered in wild things: lavender, hawthorn and baby's-breath.Thinking it the most … Continue reading Scents of Smoke