On the Eve of Breakthrough

When you seem to find yourself in the darkest of the night, And your soul yearns deeply for the smallest glimpse of light. When you’re alone and no one seems to hear although you shout,And the foundation beneath you is shaken, filling you with doubt. While friends as if you’re Job are saying, “Just curseContinue reading “On the Eve of Breakthrough”

Poem: Deciduous or Evergreen: Which Would I Be?

Whenever I look out my window, I always see a tree,One day I questioned, “If that were me, what kind would I be?”Would I be deciduous? Or would I be an evergreen? (The Evergreen) Evergreen never changing, full of leaves always green,Competing for every available spot in the rainforest canopy, Trying to get every bitContinue reading “Poem: Deciduous or Evergreen: Which Would I Be?”