Worth Revisiting: The Desert in My Heart

I have lingered in my own, inner desert Clinging to dried up habits. This dry soil has been my home. I saw little growth or change. Yet I yearned for the rain of Mercy To soak the hard crust of fear, To awaken my writers soul. The seeds of thought germinate. Assimilated emotions, reflections, Connected quotes…… Continue reading Worth Revisiting: The Desert in My Heart

The Desert in My Heart

I have lingered in my own, inner desert Clinging to dried up habits. This dry soil has been my home. I saw little growth or change. Yet I yearned for the rain of Mercy To soak the hard crust of fear, To awaken my writers soul. The seeds of thought germinate. Assimilated emotions, reflections, Connected quotes…… Continue reading The Desert in My Heart

No Jet Plane For Me?

    No jet plane for us Our journey through life can be compared to a desert scene. We are in the airport waiting for a jet plane to fly us to our oasis but a plane never seems to land for us. Meanwhile, there is a camel tied to the fence, with our name…… Continue reading No Jet Plane For Me?