The earth was broken on the day when death first claimed her as his place, and all the beauty of earth’s face could never hide her heart’s decay– for we have known the cold embrace of death in graves that we call life. He leans in close to thrust his knife, reminding us that we […]Read more "Fallen World"
I’ll take a thousand thorns if I can hold that rose. —Read more "The Price of Love"
His love is never broken with His law. The sin of man would carve the rift that tears Away the earth from her Creator and draw The ugly marks that curse all our affairs: The poison, Self, polluting love; the gift Of children intertwined with pain; the rust Of tools discouraging our work; the swift […]Read more "Sonnet III"