It seems that beauty comes in jars we buy with time and money dealt again, again. We need those paints for canvases of skin as each new age-defying trick we try, enslaved to perfect images that lie. We redesign our destinies to win An immortality of form and then our strength still wanes and fails, […]Read more "Genuine Beauty"
When I say no, You say yes— gently, firmly. The trees bend to Your wind. And inevitably, my willfulness will bow like so. The joys I’ve missed— Your priceless name, and kind, kind heart, the strongest arms and purest charms, your matchless art— are mine to claim. Who can resist? Though wishes press, […]Read more "When God Says No"