#Inspiration #Mystery #Vision
Why do we always end up in the pla… Why is it freedom fades away and d… I think the problem lies within th… for it is not to win the war then… with vigilance. No sadly this is n…
It seems evil flourishes time afte… Men follow cycles of hate, greed a… mixed in with apathy, jealously, f… I’ve wondered the cause but it’s r… For the war rages on betwixt Sata…
Nothing can stop the unquenchable… fed by the flame of the deepest de… Born of a purpose, intent that is… in the one who’s determined to do… One who believes it can always be…
It’s a feeling that has no words t… when the late autumn leaves fade c… Quietly waving a final goodbye in the chill as morning mist hover… It’s something between a pure feel…
Unto what shall our era be likened… Are we like unto people of old? Are we so far removed from the anc… we gain not from the stories they… Has the God of our fathers been v…
I paused to stand and watch a man… my wonder soared as I watched his… He stood as if not noticing that m… they moved without a second glance… Then as I watched he stepped full…
What are the things that we live f… Can we honestly say they’re the th… that if push came to shove we woul… The thought leaves me contemplatin… how totally different it would all…
There’s less than two hours to walk in the sand. To sail the wide oceans and see foreign lands. There’s less than two hours
Now the calm of new fallen snow lies in silent peace and stillness… gently covering the loneliness of midnight city streets. As I walk, I cannot help but wond…
Two sons of God, who equal were s… in Heaven’s splendid landscape wai… Both men had sketched a million ti… to build there by their faith and… and face the trials and tests that…
You saved them but then fell again… the circle’s in the sky. Divided fence and happenstance don’t care if it’s a lie. Tomorrow’s way fades into grey
Was Earth created by God’s hand a… when scientific findings seem to d… Is it possible that all things for… The odds against are infinite so,… For no one thinks a tool exists wi…
A song, a rhyme... just to spend a… I always wonder what you want from… Perhaps an act to show I care, a word, a touch, a longing stare. Oh, what I’d give to know what it…
It’s different now, all the world around cloaked in grey, yet cool in the shadow. Void of sound,
Even as the night has drifted softly upon me distilling its emptiness. So also has your memory in silence