It began with a tree and a garden in the palm of an ardent Creator, who gifted the world salvation, before man had recognized his fall. Beauty among us. Truth before us. And in a moment, paradise lost. Until the hour, when upon a cross made of uprooted garden, He became the atonement for our…
Category: man
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There’s a nail on the wall -tilted and pocked above some half-chalked sketch of a man paying no mind to the chrysanthemums. He, who makes no fuss about the lights being on or off, stills in the room that studies his window, and welcomes us with the same worn-out expression we oblige. Out of formality…
Confessions (a poem based on the writings of Saint Augustine)
At the altar of a holy God, the knees of man do quake in silent supplication for a nation at its wake. At the altar of a holy God, the heart repents of pride professing of the blessing by the Spirit that’s its guide. At…
Right Handed Rhymer 