Writings, prayers, dreams and excerpts from years of private journals
Baby clothes
With the same gentleness that she would handle an infant, she folded the baby clothes and set them on[…]
Barren field
Stripped clean from its crop, the field lies flooded and completely bare to torrential rains. The downpour started sometime[…]
A prayer released
From my lips the prayer is released.I watch it go up on something like angel wingsriding wherever the wind[…]