As sons and daughters of God, we can remind creation of who it is and Whose it is.
Rainforest
Tag: garden poetry
Where I Am Home.
I hear your voice Soft, tender, strong— Its resonance cuts through mist and fog And even though my eyes are clouded, Covered, misted, hidden from light, My heart can see, My heart can hear, My heart can feel where you are. Confusion lies behind tired eyes And occupies real estate in my mind, But You … Continue reading Where I Am Home.
