With My Hand I Set This Pen With my hand I set this pen, With full knowledge of the Author,…

The Christmas Presence He came to Exist in a world of cold; Bereft of a loving heed. Not once to…

Veiled Love Love mysteriously veiled draws the lover into his mystery. In search of beauty hidden, she pursues him. Yet…

The Song of the Wolf The old wolf saw the shining star That twinkled in the sky, He followed in…

The Scent of the Run A silent afternoon, but for my pounding feet And the beat inside my headset which…

Climb the High Mountain Peaks For the glory of God, all things are to be done, For the glory of…

Brown Sugar and Cinnamon Heaven smells like brown sugar and cinnamon, Don’t you think? And if it doesn’t, what then?…