
Trivial Pursuits
The fire which forged his visage, Unchecked still callously burns, Melts away all meaningful measures, The wanting heart still yearns, The pastor preaches grace, For that which cannot be …
Read MoreGrow Intentionally. Live Generously.
The fire which forged his visage, Unchecked still callously burns, Melts away all meaningful measures, The wanting heart still yearns, The pastor preaches grace, For that which cannot be …
Read MoreThis was a poem I wrote a few years ago; I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Read MoreTaking a change from the usual, I’m sharing some poetry I’d previously written titled “Bad Directions.” This is part of my 30 posts in 30 days series.
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