Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Faith is ... You


Some look up at stone
And find their faith.
I found mine in you.
Your name is my only prayer;
Your love, my only salvation.
My life and forever, I offer to thee.

Linking up with Trifextra - Week Fifty-eight
P.S. - Constructive criticism would be appreciated.

13 comments:

Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.