In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Give. Everything. All that I own, All that I have owned, and All that I will own. My love, past, and future

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

Do angels exist? Could creatures of endless grace of immeasurable beauty really walk among us?

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

Sunshadows, for I wish not to wake. But rather to sleep within the

Death is peace, death is silence, death is final. There can be no further pain. But there can be no further hope.

Of the Day. I want to feel alive. Whole. I want to know

Still feel alone? How, when I have friends, I have family. I have no right

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,