When my line of sight Falls upon The enormity of the world’s problems, I feel small and insignificant...
From Small to Big
Tag: Christian poetry
Between the Second and Third Heavens
I suppose it would be easy For this universe and the next To collapse in on themselves— Whether through fatigue or choice— In response to the chaotic airwaves currently Having their say, Their way, Their complete disregard for Who Jesus is, Where He stands, And what He wants...
Tree.
I stand alone, Ground beneath and sky above— Gentle breezes that dance with heart Upon my leaves. In this vulnerable place it is difficult for me not to Call to familiar things— To live as I once lived. But I will not, because It was in losing my life that I found this tender place. … Continue reading Tree.
