Witness

Waves of yesterdays evidenced in footprints not yet erased lose their shadows in the gradual light of another day, and I add to them on my way to where the sand shows no trace   of existence. I am one of the few witnesses.   I patiently wait and wait for sun to make his … Continue reading Witness

Last Drop

A deeper connection lingers, clings to the last drop of hope, frozen in time to allow us one last opportunity to catch its saving, quenching sustenance to coat that ache, that thirst, that rawness for what our souls were created to desire. I reach for you in a moment of vulnerability, in a moment in … Continue reading Last Drop