Barren Hills

The mood was not tranquil  as camels journeyed barren Earth across sands of time. A low moan, as hooves sank with each calculated step. ~ Dull was the night’s skyline  except for the Star afar off making long shadows stretch silhouettes from day’s treks, as royalty ranted atop roof. ~ Another moan… in child birthContinue reading “Barren Hills”

My Father

My father was a quiet man, as men born then often were, the world so different then. Orphaned at 10, scarcely educated, lived through WWI and the Great US Depression, and fought at Pearl Harbor. These things all left scars. When the boys came home from war he tried to live a normal life. MarriedContinue reading “My Father”

Food for Life

I eat my meals in odd portions. An appetizer is an early morning prayer walk, as sunrise filters through budding trees. Main course is my quiet time as I page through the Bible feasting on meat sometimes new and often familiar. Dessert comes as twilight approaches; a stroll through savory woods with a song ofContinue reading “Food for Life”