Broken spirits
Dust stirring, earth falling away
Spirits buried
Hidden beneath the concrete of civility

Stone faces
Wind blowing, glaciers crumbling
Spirits frozen
Invisible in sight of polite society

New lives
Hearts rousing, darkness fleeing
Spirits resurrected
Revealed by the light of the kingdom
Frank Solanki

If you want to be a hero well just follow me

Decluttering Religion.

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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