Wind

The wind blows through our memories stirring the cobwebs of thoughts and emotions

The connections creak and shudder with the blast

Oh, wind, blow upon our souls with a gentle touch

Loosen the moorings and set us adrift in your comfort 

Unfurl the sails of our hearts to capture your delight

Free us from our limitations and self-imposed boundaries 

Frank Solanki

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

His Grace Is Enough

Setting you free logically through contextual interpretations.

Brave New Girl

A girl and her adventures

Mitch Teemley

The Power of Story

In My Father's House

"...that where I am you may be also." Jn.14:3

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