THE BETRAYAL OF GRAVITY
A living thing traveled to the sky.
It wasn't a bird or a fly.
He was the son of the most high.
Dreaming of Eden
Falling asleep softly
I watch fresh new leaves
On the twigs of trees.
An owl is perched on the
Bony branch above.
The sun sets
And whirling waters...
Acacia, tell us a bit about yourself.
I am a seventeen-year-old girl with a passion for Jesus and...
I see Him healing my wounds, wounds that words cannot say
Filling my void, voids that I have long lived with
I never believed...
Man - Divine
Am I an agnostic, atheist or just live by plain logic?Why...
Now, a new year begins
Bringing possibilities of progress
And of realization!