a poem is a sermon
This is my confession of faith: That which is real is wholly real and fills even the gaps between what I think seems to be real and what I am incapable of imagining it might be. To divide one thing from the next based on my limited viewpoint denies that there is something else capable […]
There are still some strange people in this world who demonstrate compassion for others, based not on a need for recognition or because some reward has been promised; An act of compassion is not a task completed to meet some kindness quota, it is understanding another’s pain and lessening it some by sharing it. How […]