A Prodigal Prayer

I am praying for them, not for myself,
What could my faith have possibly earned…

One God, One Love

No matter whom your chosen Lord,
Or what gifts in death be reward,
Whatever path your faith has trod,
What word and face you use for God.

Jesus of Nazareth

All the words followed by rote,
The wonders of most holy night,
Geographically does not denote,
Why your Savior born was white.

Godless

And where you see the world as work of Great hands,
Intrinsic and intertwined Mother Nature,
Seems to move ahead with her own set of plans,
Not needing a higher-powered kind favor.

Crosswalk

Sharing my Journey of Faith and Experience

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author. Veteran. Patriot. Martial Artist.

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Wild Scared Crazy

It's an uncertain life!