does the grass feel
when it’s stepped on
does the flower feel
the weight of the wind
do the leaves feel
as they’re eaten away
does the tree feel the axe
as the branches are cut
and after weathering the storm
will they all look the same?
standing tall
“Backfire”
through this “art” of writing
I’ve been attacked many times
which has only strengthened me
to write
“Personal Paradise”
On the mountain
wind blowing freely
a view untouched
By the ocean
the sound of waves
crashing on the soul
In the forest
trees standing tall
praising heaven
In a meadow
the fragrance of flowers
the scent of Jesus
Places in my heart:
where God’s on the throne
where love becomes real
where dreams are destiny
where moments are lived
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