The Quiet Things

The quiet things speak the most profound messages. a cloud moving across a blue sky  a mother looking at the face of her sleeping child a leaf falling in an autumn breeze a romantic glance between lovers  a touch of the Spirit  Press through the noise...

A Poetic Life

I like the sound of creaky wood-framed screen doors. Streets without curbs and gutters. Old dogs. Rifles with wood stocks and the feel of a well worn genuine leather Bible. What I like about each of these things is the longevity they represent. There is nothing wrong...