Poetry and Prose

My soul wanders through the depths of me
With no anchor to bind it to earth.
It seeks what it cannot see or feel;
The shadow of something it believes
To be just beyond the horizon. [more]

‘Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one… Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin or your selfishness. [more]

Isaiah 45:2-3 says, “I will go before you and make the rough places smooth; I will shatter the doors of bronze, and cut through their iron bars, and I will give you the treasures of darkness, and hidden wealth of secret places, in order that you may know that it is I, the Lord, the God of Israel, who calls you by your name.” [more]

I live in depression every day;
In fear for my life for what I might say.
Some think I am stupid living in fear
Of loss for the freedom that I hold dear.
When people suggest a dictatorship
That’s something more than a slip of the lip.
And when another wants execution
That is much more than mere revolution. [more]

What happens to a person who believes there is nothing else to achieve? What if this person comes to a point in life, when based upon their experiences, finds nothing else to challenge them? [more]