Tag: poetry
No privileged woman
No privileged lady…She stands among the ordinary folkAs her sonIs made a spectacle of,To exhibit…
Heart pierced with a sword
Beneath the Cross Where a thirty-three year oldIs nailed and is dying,His mother stands…..Her body and…
Blessed to be one and fifty
Indeed how time flies very swiftlyThe years gently roll by without delayFive decades seem like…
God and nature
In the silence of the nightI hear YouIn its darknessI see You In the whistling…
A missionary’s heart
There are no heroes, just those that choose to be servants — Rick Maye Make me…
