This entry was posted in Poetry on July 31, 2014 by Ideas With Ink.
This entry was posted in Poetry on July 27, 2014 by Ideas With Ink.
But ah, "The death of a body is but a change of clothing in the sparrow-like journey of the soul, just as the tree loses her leaves in the winter frost and is rejuvenated with mother spring".
This entry was posted in Poetry on July 23, 2014 by Ideas With Ink.
This entry was posted in Poetry on July 21, 2014 by Ideas With Ink.
Can we not bleed like Jesus?
He walks into the water and disappears under the waves.
This entry was posted in Poetry on July 20, 2014 by Ideas With Ink.
This entry was posted in Poetry on July 17, 2014 by Ideas With Ink.
This entry was posted in Poetry on July 16, 2014 by Ideas With Ink.