BREATH In the darkness, she stands a midst the rubble. To her knees she falls alone and breathless. Her fingers grasp the wisps of her long dark hair. Her face pale and aching with demons and misery. There is yet a single flame partly visible in her distance. On her knees she battles to pull … More BREATH


Let me spit a minute and say what’s on my mind-nothing is changed to creation in time –created in His image, in His love we are risen to be more than this-to be above. Hate breeds hate and then the end result is death, just more useless violence. When can we break the cycle of […]

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