Photo by Oleg Magni on Pexels.com I'm caught in a twister. I've sewn seeds of destruction. I am working. I'm getting stuff done. That's what I tell myself. Really I'm ripping up the Earth, tearing through the city, not noticing or caring about my own destructive wake. I'm am the twister. I am the storm, … Continue reading The Storm
Poetry
Above the Clouds
Photo by Magda Ehlers on Pexels.com Home is above the clouds, where dragons roam and fairies float. Home is in the sky, where mists gather and shatter cloud-made boats. Starlight shines differently there, in the grandest sea there is. Colors flow beautifully, in that fantasy where wizards live. Home is where the stories are, and … Continue reading Above the Clouds
Being Sanctified 